Tag Archives: poetry
Somehow
“Character cannot be developed in ease and quiet. Only through experience of trial and suffering can the soul be strengthened, ambition inspired, and success achieved.” – Helen Keller SOMEHOW With each sorrow like a seed deep in soil somehow … Continue reading
Spiritual Bridges
“Learn to light a candle in the darkest moments of someone’s life. Be the light that helps others see; it is what gives life its deepest significance.” – Roy T. Bennett SPIRITUAL BRIDGES What if I became a grain … Continue reading
Whispers of Time
“Life can only be understood backwards, but it must be lived forwards.” – Søren Kierkegaard WHISPERS OF TIME? Is it nostalgia? Is it melancholy? Is it the song on the radio? Is it the honey rays in the … Continue reading
Dancing In The Rain
“Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby.” – Langston Hughes DANCING IN THE RAIN When the sun hides and smile is nowhere to … Continue reading
Midnight Glow
“The soul that sees beauty may sometimes walk alone.” ― Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Photo credit: www.facebook.com/YosemiteNPS MIDNIGHT GLOW I came to the end of the valley, where the last tree stands lonesome, it seems, but the mountain stream playfully … Continue reading
The Map Of Life
“The privilege of a lifetime is to become who you truly are.” – C.G. Jung THE MAP OF LIFE Do you know what’s there to enjoy besides the beauty of your soul? Study the lines on your face … Continue reading
Maybe Someday
“Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and blind can see.” – Mark Twain MAYBE SOMEDAY Maybe someday we’ll meet where words are not necessary, for our souls will sing ever so tenderly. Maybe someday we’ll … Continue reading
A New Day
“Not until we are lost do we begin to understand ourselves. – Henry David Thoreau Photo by Paul Bica A NEW DAY And when we awaken at last from the nightmare that shattered our heart, still with a sleepy … Continue reading
Midnight Glow
“In every walk with Nature one receives far more than he seeks.” – John Muir MIDNIGHT GLOW I came to the end of the valley, where the last tree stands lonesome, it seems, but the mountain stream playfully runs … Continue reading