i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart) i am never without it (anywhere i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing,my darling) i fear not fate (for you are my fate,my sweet) i want no world (for beautiful you are my world,my …
i thank You God for most this amazing day: for the leaping greenly spirits of trees and a blue true dream of sky; and for everything which is natural which is infinite which is yes (i who have died am alive again today, and this is the sun's birthday; this is the birth day of …
As though an apple fell on my head I stopped what I was doing looked up Oh – it's you Sometimes a prayer is answered before the words are said; but since you were not listening you say them anyway The apple falls when the earth calls for its seed Oh, it is you And …
Love my last and greatest companion this heaviness will pass… just a salt wind from the ocean stale air before the storm that seems can never break will break I thought once that the source of our creativity was the height of our joy — but then I found it difficult to write …
Here's the script: from an early age your interest in intimately knowing what my daughter would call the Greater Spirit (I like that) drew you to science, to the arts, to T'ai chi and yoga, to cooking and foods, to learn, to learn, to learn. And along that wild and sinuous path, you do learn – or …
the door I return to
and must pass through
There are too many waterfalls here; the crowded streams hurry too rapidly down to the sea, and the pressure of so many clouds on the mountaintops makes them spill over the sides in soft slow-motion, turning to waterfalls under our very eyes. — For if those streaks, those mile-long, shiny, tearstains aren't waterfalls yet, in …
With even a few years, the act of creation begins to blend itself with the feeling of loss, as the cycle of seasons turns round and round. Some traditions have seen the wheel as pain, where what is given is taken away, and what is made crumbles. It is perhaps the habit of all living …
I built my house with the sun there were four walls against snakes empty windows to admit the breeze no roof so the stars would visit me The sky grew cloudy and rains came one night I slept in water then reluctant raised a roof this is how I lost the stars The winds descended …
You must acknowledge the beauty of loss: it makes your smile more natural, your glance deeper, your touch more compassionate. How many adults have been toughened to rigidity by the demands of a life, only to be snapped — like that — by an event that should have been expected? It’s too bad if you try, …
uma carta é o coração dobrado endereçado, enviado parcela de pétalas brancas pétalas derramando do livro aberto das mãos uma carta é coração destilado decifrado, recombinado em músicas de pétalas de flor pétalas oferecidas aos vasos abertos das mãos cinzas nas veias vegetais trilhas à caminhos traçam passagem-fogueira dos tempos deslumbrantes ao atardecer …
If you haven’t been amazed at least once today, you haven’t been paying attention.