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My most beautiful hiding places,
places that best fit my soul’s deepest colors,
are made of all that others forgot.

They are solitary sites hollowed out in the grass’s caress,
in a shadow of wings, in a passing song;
regions whose limits swirl…

Beauty for Ashes: Isaiah 61:1-3

Beauty Of The Wolf --

Calling out, in moon's shining light, standing against the starry sky
Proud at heart, strong of will, it stands alone, never bending
Beneath the weight of life, standing tall, above earth and all

The beauty of the wolf…

Because I could not stop for Death - A poem by Emily Dickinson

Beowulf

he sat at the back and they said she was shy,
She led from the front and they hated her pride,
They asked her advice and then questioned her guidance,
They branded her loud, then were shocked by her silence,

When she shared no ambition they…

From the Codex latinus monacensis – c. 1230AD
(Commencing with the sequence of texts utilised by Carl Orff in his ‘scenic cantata’)

Celestial Bonds

We all commit ourselves to something
whether it be a person or work.
They become the most important thing
that will enter our lives.
We cherish them with our heart
from our beginning to the end
and woe be tide if someone
tries to take them…

Dame la mano (Give Me Your Hand) by Gabriela Mistral --

Dame la mano y danzaremos;
dame la mano y me amarás.
Como una sola flor seremos,
como una flor, y nada más…

El mismo verso cantaremos,
al mismo paso bailarás.
Como una espiga…

Do not Stand at my Grave and Weep

Don't just fall for anyone. Fall for the one who hears your words as music. Who understands the riddle that you are. The one who plants peace in the chaos of your heart.

In these deep solitudes and awful cells,
Where heav'nly-pensive contemplation dwells,
And ever-musing melancholy reigns;
What means this tumult in a vestal's veins?
Why rove my thoughts beyond this last retreat?
Why feels my heart its…

Eternal Embrace: Poems on Time and Love _ Einstein was realizing this as were many others, but -- well whatever. I give all of me to those whom I love.

February 1973
Waiting

Feeling blessed, happy, ( predestined love, with free will) amazing bliss

“Upon The Gallows Tree”: E. Merrill Root’s poem “Witchcraft”
By buckeyemuse | October 30, 2015