The Clod and the Pebble

'Love seeketh not itself to please,
Nor for itself hath any care,
But for another gives its ease,
And builds a heaven in hell's despair.'

So sung a little clod of clay,
Trodden with the cattle's feet,
But a pebble of the brook
Warbled out these metres meet:

'Love seeketh only Self to please,
To bind another to its delight,
Joys in another's loss of ease,
And builds a hell in heaven's despite.'

Poetry of William Blake

JUST FOR THIS DAY

Just for this morning, I am going to smile whenever I see your face and laugh when I feel like crying.

Just for this morning, I will let you wake up softly, all rumpled in your flannel and I will hold you until you are ready.

Just for this morning, I will let you choose what you want to wear, and smile and say you're beautiful.

Just for this morning, I am going to step over the laundry, and pick you up and take you to the park to play.

Just for this morning, I am going to eat a huge breakfast, with bacon, eggs, toast and waffles and you don't have to eat any.

Just for this morning, I will leave the dishes in the sink, and let you teach me how to put that 100 piece puzzle together.

Just for this afternoon, I will unplug the telephone and keep the computer off, and sit with you in the garden blowing bubbles.

Just for this afternoon, I will not yell once, not even a tiny grumble when you scream and whine for the ice cream truck, and I will buy you one if he comes by.

Just for this afternoon, I won't worry about what you are going to be when you grow up or who you might have been before your diagnosis.

Just for this afternoon, I will let you help me bake cookies, and I won't stand over you trying to fix things.

Just for this afternoon, I will let you put all kinds of barrettes in my hair, and put lipstick on my face, and I will tell you how pretty you have made me look.

Just for this afternoon, I will take you to McDonalds and buy us both a Happy Meal so you can have both toys.

Just for this evening, I will hold you in my arms and tell you a story about how you were born, and how much we love you.

Just for this evening, I will let you splash in the bathtub and not get angry when you throw water over your sister's head.

Just for this evening, I will let you stay up late while we sit on the porch swing and count all the stars.

Just for this evening, I will bring you glasses of water and snuggle beside you for three hours and miss my favorite show on TV.

Just for this evening, when I kneel down to pray, I will simply be grateful for all that I have and not ask for anything, except

Just one more day.

Copyright © 1999 Sally Meyer

Only You

Only the touch of you
Frees my heart and mind
Only the touch of you
Takes away the crying times.

Only the feel of you
Calms my soul inside,
Only the care of you
My makes feel alive.

Only the love of you
Makes me feel like I’m a man,
Only you believe in me enough
To tell me that I can.

You believe in me sometimes
More than I do myself,
You encouraged me to take my dreams
Down from off the shelf.

When others turned their backs on me
And told me I was through,
Only you stood by me Baby,
Truly, Only you…

- Samishii Suzume

The Prophets said Life was Beautiful

Love lies hidden even in the quietness of the rocks.
And on beaches where no one has yet walked,
or even touched with their dreams.

Love is hidden in cloudy days
and darken skies
just waiting to be discovered
by young lovers, huddled up
in the warmth of each other,
under the branches of an old oak.
They do not need windows to see
that love is a cousin of the wind.
It can be felt but not easily seen.

Look within.
Mysteries are not always solved by looking outside.
There are things that we need never understand
and places we do not need to see or be.
The truth is everywhere - crying out to be found!

The faithful earth
has seen many sunsets
and many dark periods,
yet it keeps spinning around
ever searching for the sun.
That the gift of light,
that forever waits
on the other side of our darkness.

We should be more like our brother earth.
Regardless of how dark it may seem,
we must keep moving towards the light.
Truth will wait for us patiently,
as if, time was not real
nor mattered.

Love, my dear friends is the only truth.
The only light worth turning towards.
The only thing that is real!

by Bill McDonald
Copyright © 1998 Bill McDonald. All rights reserved.

At Last

At last, when all the summer shine
That warmed life's early hours is past,
Your loving fingers seek for mine
And hold them close—at last—at last!
Not oft the robin comes to build
Its nest upon the leafless bough
By autumn robbed, by winter chilled,—
But you, dear heart, you love me now.

Though there are shadows on my brow
And furrows on my cheek, in truth,—
The marks where Time's remorseless plough
Broke up the blooming sward of Youth,—
Though fled is every girlish grace
Might win or hold a lover's vow,
Despite my sad and faded face,
And darkened heart, you love me now!

I count no more my wasted tears;
They left no echo of their fall;
I mourn no more my lonesome years;
This blessed hour atones for all.
I fear not all that Time or Fate
May bring to burden heart or brow,—
Strong in the love that came so late,
Our souls shall keep it always now!

by Elizabeth Akers Allen

love walks

She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellow'd to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impair'd the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens on her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling place.

And on that cheek, and on that flow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!

© By Mark Stuk

Have I ever

Have I ever told you

that if I sit really still and silent,

sometimes. I like to think

I can hear your heart beating

in time with mine?

Have I ever told you

that when I watch you speak to me

through lines and cords,

and bytes and ram,

I imagine

your voice,

whispering into my ear?

Have I ever told you

that I wait out each day

in anticipation,

wanting

only an hour or two,

just a second in space and time,

to feel close to you?

Have I ever told you

that there has been times,

when I ached for you,

ached for you so badly,

that the emotions overwhelmed me..

and so I sat and cried?

Have I ever told you

that sometimes,

I will reach out,

touching your name

on this cold screen before me,

wishing

I could reach in

and pull you to me?

Have I ever told you

that after the first time I heard

the sound of your voice,

thousands of miles away,

I sat up all night,

turning the conversation

over and over in my mind,

examining it,

like some newly discovered

species of flower?

Have I ever told you

that I would give everything up,

just for one night

to be able to lay near you,

to feel your chest rise and fall

with each breath you take,

just to know that you are real?

Have I ever told you

that I dream of you often,

I dream of you reaching out

and touching my hand,

simply to let me know

that you are there,

and everything is okay?

Have I ever told you,

have I still yet to tell you . . .

that I love you?

- by Ravenz23

I miss you like a cloud with no sun in the sky

I'm not sure where to start,
I don't know how to begin,
I guess I'll start with i miss you,
Cause that's what I'm feeling within,

I miss you like a cloud
with no sun in the sky,
It has nothing to look up
to and so it cries,
Crying raindrops fall
onto the ground,
To just fade to nothing,
nowhere to be found,

I miss you like
a tree with no leave,
Nothing to move
and drift in the breeze,
Leave scattered and sodden,
Walked upon,
a broke soul down trodden,

I miss you like
a mouth with no tongue,
It cannot speak,
all these words left unsung,
They just hang in the moment
caught up in the mind,
Words left unspoken
and all left behind,

I miss you like
friends all alone,
Each missing each other,
calling them on the phone,
It's like no ones answering
your endless calls,
Pleas echoing
along deserted halls,

I miss you like
a lover torn away,
From the one she cares for
and thinks of each day,
When she reaches for his hand,
and when she reaches for his kiss,
And theres nothing there,
only memories of this,

I miss you as a lover,
I miss you as a friend,
I miss your words,
Of how we wouldn't end,

I miss you as a tree,
And i miss you as a cloud,
I miss you with every tears i cry,
Each tear shows I'm not proud,

I miss you as i fall apart,
And i reach out for you touch,
And then i remember you're not there,
God i miss you babe, so much.

by Deadnalone

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I wish I could envelope you in my arms ad infinitum.

That Distance was between Us

That Distance was between Us
That is not of Mile or Main—
The Will it is that situates—
Equator—never can—

Emily Dickinson

My Heart Believes In You

by Stewart Bradshaw

I kept my head up high,
and then you came my way.
I have been hurt so many times.
My heart filled with so much pain.
but now that pain has gone away.
For I have found a place I want to be.
This place I see is with thee.
For in your arms I have felt and seen,
a wonderful feeling that I cannot believe.
A safe haven in your arms just for me.
Now I give my heart to thee.
For my heart believes in you.

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Before I met you I just knew that in your arms I can just be still -- I was right.

I love you beloved...

Our First Meeting

Take me back to when we first met
I traveled half way around the world
Funny enough you were late
But I would have easily waited a lifetime

My memory recalls the wait in between your calls
The intricate art on the ceilings, the marble floor
The affluent mingle inside the hotel
And the beggars just outside the door

Mother introduces her daughter for the very first time
It seems so cold, so calculated, so unnecessary
Surely love must play a part in this arrangement
But no, this is India, that will come later - perhaps

Finally you arrive and nothing else matters
My eyes confirms what my imagination conjured up
My first words are you are so beautiful
Today my last words will be the same

(c) 2007 by Gerard C. Johnson

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If it's the other way around, I'd likewise travel halfway around the world just to see if it's really you whom I have fallen in love with -- or was it just the idea of you... Fortunately, I know the answer now.

A Love For All Time

Breathless kisses

Burning touches

Soft-spoken words of love

Urgently spoken words of passion.

A man and a woman

One complete love

Since time began

Predestined to be as one.

We've been together before

In other lifetimes

We've fought dragons

And have been torn

from each others arms

Yet our love prevailed.

We've walked on this earth

many times together

Perhaps for a moment

Perhaps for years

But our heart is one heart

And we were meant to be.

So when our time on earth

Once again comes to a close

Have no worries my dear

For we will find each other again

And again

And again.

For our love is ageless

Eternal

A love for all time.

Dawn Choike

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Love knows no boundaries -- unfortunately "we" build up walls and then we get more rubbish to block the way so that later on we'll have a good excuse why "we failed."

To let go does not mean to stop caring,
it means I can't do it for someone else.
To let go is not to cut myself off,
it's the realization I can't control another.
To let go is not to enable,
but allow learning from natural consequences.

To let go is to admit powerlessness,
which means the outcome is not in my hands.
To let go is not to try
to change or blame another,
it's to make the most of myself.
To let go is not to care for,
but to care about.

To let go is not to fix,
but to be supportive.
To let go is not to judge,
but to allow another to be a human being.
To let go is not to be in the middle
of arranging all the outcomes,
but to allow others
to affect their destinies.

To let go is not to be protective,
it's to permit another to face reality.
To let go is not to deny,
but to accept.
To let go is not to nag, scold or argue,
but instead to search out my own
shortcomings and correct them.

To let go is not to adjust
everything to my desires,
but to take each day as it comes
and cherish myself in it.
To let go is not to criticize
or regulate anybody,
but to try to become
what I dream I can be.
To let go is not to regret the past,
but to grow and live for the future.

To let go is to fear less and love more
Remember: The time to love is short

--author unknown

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In my life I had to let go of a lot of things... a few good friends, a couple of love ones, love unrequited, heartaches from my past, my obsolete ways and thinking, plans which would not materialize no matter what I do, some unpleasant memories, traces of bitterness, anger and resentments -- all because I know that if I don't, I will never be able to move on and experience the other beautiful things that life has to offer...

How Could I Sleep?

My soul was playing with yours
How could I sleep?

No veils, An emotion so pure
How could I sleep?

Happiness drowning my being
How could I sleep?

Armed with strength, all fears flying
How could I sleep?

Your breath on my breast
How could I sleep?

Full moon in my heart
How could I sleep?

Didn't need the sleep, felt so complete
How could I sleep?

Renu Rakheja a.k.a Tranquil Ocean
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Beautiful Angel

by Trevor Johnson

You are to me

All that an angel could be

My love for you

Is here for all the world to see

The gleam in your eyes

Is what keeps me alive

You are the vision of beauty

I see in front of me

The minor sound of your sweet voice

Is enough to make my heart rejoice

You're an Angel to me

The most beautiful person

This world shall ever see

A special place in my heart

I shall forever have for thee

You are my love
You are my world

You are this Beautiful Angel to me

Poem Lovers

Life in a Love

by Robert Browning

Escape me?
Never—
Beloved!
While I am I, and you are you,
So long as the world contains us both,
Me the loving and you the loth, While the one eludes, must the other pursue.
My life is a fault at last, I fear:
It seems too much like a fate, indeed!
Though I do my best I shall scarce succeed.
But what if I fail of my purpose here?
It is but to keep the nerves at strain,
To dry one's eyes and laugh at a fall,
And baffled, get up to begin again,—
So the chase takes up one's life, that's all.
While, look but once from your farthest bound,
At me so deep in the dust and dark,
No sooner the old hope drops to ground
Than a new one, straight to the selfsame mark,
I shape me—
Ever
Removed!

Love Poems

Somewhere I Have Never Traveled

by EE Cummings

somewhere i have never traveled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near
your slightest look easily will unclose me

though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skillfully, mysteriously) her first rose
or if your wish be to close me, i and
my life will shut very beautifully, suddenly,

as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;
nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility: whose texture
compels me with the color of its countries,

rendering death and forever with each breathing
(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens; only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands

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One heartwarming poem dedicated by a friend... (just to balance all these feelings of impending doom that haunts me from time to time).

Wedding

WEDDING
by: Kahlil Gibran (1883 - 1931)

You were born together, and together you shall be forevermore.
You shall be together when the white wings of death scatter your days.
Ay, you shall be together even in the silent memory of God.
But let there be spaces in your togetherness,
And let the winds of the heavens dance between you.
Love one another, but make not a bond of love:
Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.
Fill each other's cup, but drink not from one cup.
Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf.
Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone,
Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music.

Give your hearts, but not into each other's keeping.
For only the hands of Life can contain your hearts.
And stand together, but not too near together:
For the pillars of the temple stand apart,
And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other's shadow.

LOVE

by Roy Croft

I love you
Not only for what you are
But for what I am
When I am with you.
I love you
Not only for what
You have made of yourself
But for what
You are making of me.

I love you
For the part of me
That you bring out;
I love you
For putting your hand
Into my heaped-up heart
And passing over
All the foolish, weak things
That you can't help
Dimly seeing there,
And for drawing out
Into the light
All the beautiful belongings
That no one else had looked
Quite far enough to find.
I love you because you
Are helping me to make
Of the lumber of my life
Not a tavernBut a temple;
Out of the works
Of my every day
Not a reproach
But a song.

I love you
Because you have done
More than any creed
Could have done
To make me good
And more than any fate
Could have done
To make me happy.

You have done it
Without a touch,
Without a word,
Without a sign.
You have done it
By being yourself.
Perhaps that is what
Being a friend means,

After all.

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For a very good friend whose love knows no bounds... my utmost gratitude and love.