TRUST IN GOD AND DO THE RIGHT - by Norman Macleod

 

TRUST  IN  GOD  AND  DO  THE  RIGHT by   Norman Macleod Courage, brother ! do not stumble,Though thy path is dark as night;There's a star to guide the humble - Trust in God and do the right. Let the road be long and dreary,And its ending out of sight;Foot it bravely - strong or weary - Trust in God and do the right. Perish policy and cunning,Perish all that fears the light;Whether losing, whether winning,Trust in God and do the right. Trust no party, church, or faction,Trust no leader in the fight;But in every word and actionTrust in God and do the right. Trust no forms of guilty passion - Friends can look like angels bright;Trust no custom, school, or fashion - Trust in God and do the right. Some will hate thee, some will love thee;Some will flatter, some will slight;Cease from man and look above thee - Trust in God and do the right. Firmest rule, and safest guiding,Inward peace and inward light;Star upon our path abiding - Trust in God and do the right.

WHY I NEED BIRDS - by Lisel Mueller

 

 

WHY  I  NEED  BIRDS by   Lisel Mueller     When I hear them call    in the morning, before    I am quite awake,    my bed is already traveling    the daily rainbow,    the arc toward evening;    and the birds, leading    their own discreet lives    of hunger and watchfulness,    are with me all the way,    always a little ahead of me    in the long-practiced manner    of unobtrusive guides.     By the time I arrive at evening,    they have just settled down to rest;    already invisible, they are turning    into the dreamwork of trees;    and all of us together —    myself and the purple finches,    the rusty blackbirds,    the ruby cardinals,    and the white-throated sparrows    with their liquid voices —    ride the dark curve of the earth    toward daylight, which they announce    from their high lookouts    before dawn has quite broken for me.

THE SUNFLOWERS - by Mary Oliver

 

THE  SUNFLOWERS by Mary Oliver Come with meinto the field of sunflowers.Their faces are burnished disks,their dry spinescreak like ship masts,their green leaves,so heavy and many,fill all day with the stickysugars of the sun.Come with meto visit the sunflowers,they are shybut want to be friends;they have wonderful storiesof when they were young -the important weather,the wandering crows.Don't be afraidto ask them questions!Their bright faces,which follow the sun,will listen, and allthose rows of seeds -each one a new life !hope for a deeper acquaintance;each of them, though it standsin a crowd of many,like a separate universe,is lonely, the long workof turning their livesinto a celebrationis not easy. Come and let us talk with those modest faces,the simple garments of leaves,the coarse roots in the earthso uprightly burning.

THE JOURNEY - by Mary Oliver

 

 

THE  JOURNEY by Mary Oliver One day you finally knew what you had to do, and began, though the voices around you kept shouting their bad advice-- though the whole house began to tremble and you felt the old tug at your ankles. "Mend my life!" each voice cried. But you didn't stop. You knew what you had to do, though the wind pried with its stiff fingers at the very foundations, though their melancholy was terrible. It was already late enough, and a wild night, and the road full of fallen branches and stones. But little by little, as you left their voices behind, the stars began to burn through the sheets of clouds, and there was a new voice which you slowly recognized as your own, that kept you company as you strode deeper and deeper into the world, determined to do the only thing you could do -  determined to save the only life you could save.

CAPTURED HEART - by Doug Custer

 

CAPTURED  HEART by   Doug Custer  As the sun rises earlyto kiss the morning dew.As the clouds dance so gracefullyagainst the sky so blue. As the moon lights the ocean wavesthat travels through the night.As the flame burns unwaveringand brings the dark to light. As the wind whispers softlyto stir the sleeping trees.As the rain gently awakensthe flowers up with ease. As the soul has a quenchless thirstto be loved endlessly.So is your love that's captured my heartand holds it eternally.

YOU ARE LIKE THE WIND - by DL Burggraf

 

YOU  ARE  LIKE  THE  WIND by   DL Burggraf  You are like the windI am like a treeI have deep rootsyou must be free.Still, sometimes I let a leafblow along with theeand sometimes you are stilland stay close to me.

LOVING YOU - by Mia Middonte

  

LOVING  YOU by  Mia Middonte Every string of my heart Is strumming with emotion, Releasing waves of rhythm And the chorus of an ocean.

GIFT OF THE SEAGULL - by Munda

  

GIFT  OF  THE  SEAGULL by Munda  A lonely seagull flies the windsMajestic... soaring...gliding wingsA single screech sounds from the skyCome fly with me... come here and fly My spirit floats to be a partI feel the beating of its heartMy soul, one with this bird of seaNow knows the meaning to fly free I feel the winds caress my soulAnd soar the streams without a goalMy being trembles of delightA treasure I received tonight The seagull's flight of soaring highThe gift of what it means to fly

THE DREAM BOAT - by Sri Aurobindo

 

THE  DREAM  BOAT by  Sri  Aurobindo Who was it that came to me in a boat made of dream-fire, With his flame brow and his sun-gold body ? Melted was the silence into a sweet secret murmur, “Do you come now ? is the heart’s fire ready ?” Hidden in the recesses of the heart something shuddered. It recalled all that the life’s joy cherished, Imaged the felicity it must leave lost for ever, And the boat passed and the gold god vanished. Now within the hollowness of the world’s breast inhabits  -  For the love died and the old joy ended  -  Void of a felicity that has fled, gone for ever, And the gold god and the dream boat come not.

UPSET - by Sherry Juliet

 

UPSET by   Sherry Juliet  I get upset at younot because you do anything wrongyou make me feel lovedyou listen to me when I've had a rough day and need to talkyou hold me when I just need to be held I get upset at youbecause I'm upset at myselffor letting you infor letting you love me I get upset at youbecause I hate having something to loseI hate feeling this muchI hate losing control I get upset at youbecause you make it impossiblefor me to be upset at you

I SING A SAD SONG - by Dorothy (Alves) Holmes

 

I  SING  A  SAD  SONG by  Dorothy (Alves) Holmes I sing a sad song for the cold, lonelyMoments no one will admit to aloud. I sing a sad song for all of the brokenPromises,Wrought by circumstances beyondAnyone's control. I sing a sad song for the faces pressingAgainst the window panes in longing. I sing a sad song for wild anticipationOf days that never come. I sing a sad song for the telephoneThat never rings enough. I sing a sad song for dreams woven ofHopeless illusions. I sing a sad song for all of those whoWaste time, singing sad songs!

   

CLOSE THOSE SAD SAD EYES - by Beautiful Grim

CLOSE  THOSE  SAD  SAD  EYES by Beautiful Grim Close those sad sad eyes girl,and let your feelings wash away,Bring up nothing more than what you want to say,So close those sad sad eyes girl,realize your way,I hope it all passes by my love,and hope you it flies awayNow close your sad sad eyes girl,and forget about your sad sad day.

 

WHAT IS A FRIEND ? - by Joanna Fuchs

 

WHAT  IS  A  FRIEND  ? by Joanna Fuchs A friend is someone always there in the back of your mind, providing feelings of comfort and security. A friend is someone who adds happy sparkle to your life, joy, fun, a predictable creator of happiness. A friend is a stormproof shelter from life’s challenges, troubles, uncertainties, an unassailable bond overcoming any challenge, strengthening the connection in the process. You are all this and more, my friend. Thank you.

A FRIEND IS LIKE... - by Joanna Fuchs

 

A  FRIEND  IS  LIKE... by Joanna Fuchs A friend is like a forest,Or a lovely, calm blue sea,A refuge from life’s problems,As only a friend can be. A friend is like a song,Soothing to the brain,Distracting us from trouble,Neutralizing pain. A friend is like some ice creamOn a sweltering summer day,Making life delicious,In a friend’s own special way. A friend is like a blanket,Bringing peace and rest,A cocoon of warmth and pleasure;When we are tired or stressed. A friend is a bit of everythingThat makes life good and sweet,And you, my friend, are all that;You make my life complete!

BECAUSE YOU ARE MY FRIEND - by Joanna Fuchs

 

BECAUSE  YOU  ARE  MY  FRIEND by Joanna Fuchs Because you are my friend,my life is enriched in a myriad of ways.Like a cool breeze on a sweltering day,like a ray of sunshine parting glowering clouds,you lift me up.In good times, we soar,like weightless balloonsover neon rainbows.In bad times, you are soothing balmfor my pummeled soul.I learn so much from you;you help me see old things in new ways.I wonder if you are awareof the bright seeds you are sowing in me.I'm a better person for knowing you,so that everyone I interact withis touched by your good effect on me.You relax me, refresh me, renew me.Your bounteous heart envelops mein joy and love and peace.May your life be filledwith dazzling blessings,just as I am blessedby being your friend.