Love and Reason
When panting sighs the bosom fill,
And hands by chance united thrill
At once with one delicious pain
The pulses and the nerves of twain;
When eyes that erst could meet with ease,
Do seek, yet, seeking, shyly shun
Extatic conscious unison,
The sure beginnings, say, be these
Prelusive to the strain of love
Which angels sing in heaven above?
Or is it but the vulgar tune,
Which all that breathe beneath the moon
So accurately learn so soon?
With variations duly blent;
Yet that same song to all intent,
Set for the finer instrument;
It is; and it would sound the same
In beasts, were not the bestial frame,
Less subtly organised, to blame;
And but that soul and spirit add
To pleasures, even base and bad,
A zest the soulless never had.
It may be well indeed I deem;
But what if sympathy, it seem,
And, admiration and esteem,
Commingling therewithal, do make
The passion prized for Reason’s sake?
Yet, when my heart would fain rejoice,
A small expostulating voice
Falls in; Of this thou wilt not take
Thy one irrevocable choice?
In accent tremulous and thin
I hear high Prudence deep within,
Pleading the bitter, bitter sting,
Should slow-maturing seasons bring,
Too late, the veritable thing.
For if (the Poet’s tale of bliss)
A love, wherewith commeasured this
Is weak and beggarly, and none,
Exist a treasure to be won,
And if the vision, though it stay,
Be yet for an appointed day,
This choice, if made, this deed, if done,
The memory of this present past,
With vague foreboding might o’ercast
The heart, or madden it at last.
Let Reason first her office ply;
Esteem, and admiration high,
And mental, moral sympathy,
Exist they first, nor be they brought,
By self-deceiving afterthought,
What if an halo interfuse
With these again its opal hues,
That all o’erspreading and o’erlying,
Transmuting, mingling, glorifying,
About the beauteous various whole,
With beaming smile do dance and quiver;
Yet, is that halo of the soul?
Or is it, as may sure be said,
Phosphoric exhalation bred
Of vapour, steaming from the bed
Of Fancy’s brook, or Passion’s river?
So when, as will be by-and-by,
The stream is waterless and dry,
This halo and its hues will die;
And though the soul contented rest
With those substantial blessings blest,
Will not a longing, half confest,
Betray that this is not the love,
The gift for which all gifts above
Him praise we, Who is Love, the Giver?
I cannot say the things are good
Bread is it, if not angels’ food;
But Love? Alas! I cannot say;
A glory on the vision lay;
A light of more than mortal day
About it played, upon it rested;
It did not, faltering and weak,
Beg Reason on its side to speak
Itself was Reason, or, if not,
Such substitute as is, I wot,
Of seraph-kind the loftier lot;
Itself was of itself attested;
To processes that, hard and dry,
Elaborate truth from fallacy,
With modes intuitive succeeding,
Including those and superseding;
Reason sublimed and Love most high
It was, a life that cannot die,
A dream of glory most exceeding.
poem by Arthur Hugh Clough
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Forsaking My Love
I hate you
I wish to tear you away from me
This tumor that clings to my chest
The thing that makes me ache
That haunts my dreams
And tears at my desires
You have brought me only pain
My untamed heart
That beast that gnaws at my soul
That pitifully whines
Bringing my mind into unwanted pain
Yet how can I blame you
How can I chastise you when I listen intently to your pleas
Why should I punish you for what my eyes feed upon
How can I blame my eyes for falling upon her
She who brings light to the eternal darkness of my soul
She whose eyes bring me to subjection
Whose smile leaves me in awe
How can I blame you when my ears are met with her laughter
How they submerge into her song
How they quiver at her voice
Why should I punish you for inclining my soul
Tempting it with the one sense that has been forsaken by her
How could I look over the thought of the brushing of lips
The touching of hands
The binding of the soul, mind, and body
O you wretched heart
What am I to do with this constant companion
How could I tear you away
When she is the cause of my agony
Or rather
It is the lack of her which brings me sorrow
It is the need for her that leaves my heart in pain
Yet she is not mine
She was never mine
She will never be mine
O my poor heart
How can I make you see reason
When all you do is show me the truth
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poem by Michael Silver
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I Love....
i love...
that's the reason i walk,
the reason i breathe.
the reason i grieve.
the reason i dance.
the reason i smile.
the reason i listen.
the reason i offer a hand.
the reason i see beauty.
the reason i see both darkness,
and light....
the reason i take chances.
the reason i keep going.
the reason i get angry.
the reason i forgive.
the reason i touch.
the reason i question.
the reason i believe.
the reason i am tolerant.
the reason i understand.
the reason i fall.
the reason i fly.
the reason i write...
the reason i am what i am!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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The Countdown to Love
One-
Baby you’re more beautiful than the morning sun
It’s two-
Baby I feel so at ease when I'm with you
It’s three-
Baby you’re more graceful then the calm oceanic sea
It’s four-
Oh I’m waiting for you to come walking through my door
It’s five-
For every moment I’m spending with you is a surprise
It’s six-
Baby without you I’m down for the count because I’m love sick
It’s seven-
I thank God for sending me one of his beautiful angels from heaven
It’s eight-
Baby you have my heart beating at a fast rate
It’s nine-
Baby when I’m with you I’m better then fine
It’s ten-
For baby I love you now and I loved you back then
~~~
Because you’re the reason why I have butterflies
You’re the reason to the sparkle in my eyes
The reason why I lie awake at night
For baby you’re my guiding light
The whole reason why I have stayed true to the heart
Because loving you is like a work of art
Majestic and beautiful in every know way
The reasons to my smile everyday
For your generous, you’re caring, you’re so loving
And if I had to some it all up, I’d say you’re amazingly stunning
You’re the reason why l love taking long walks on the beach
The reason why I’m impaired at speech
Fumbling and mumbling out of nervous anxiety
Your the reason why I act with propriety
The reason why I'm as free as a white dove
For baby you have me falling madly in love
~~~
Because it's ten
Oh baby I wish that this night would never end
It's nine
Baby I’m so thankful that I get to call you mine
It's eight
And I’m so relieved that you had a wonderful time on our first date
It's seven
Oh I wish that you could stay out past eleven
It's six
Because it saddening that time flew by so quick
It's five
I hope that this memory in due time can be relived
It's four
For I know that this love we share I want to explore some more
It's three
Oh baby it’s like food to my soul when I hear you say that you love me
It's two
Baby your the key to my heart and I love you too
And it's one
Because baby let me tell you that our love has just begun
poem by Poetic Philosopher
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Beyond All Reason
I love you beyond all reason
My love, my sweet, my soul devout
For you are all that is beautiful
To the eye of my hearts mind
And what more could make me feel
Such pining and longing as you
When I look upon your smile
These eyes windows to my soul
Look inside and see your reflection
For all I choose to see is you my love
You who I call all beautiful
Of the fairest heart and gentle nature
You are the love personified in verse
As near perfect as I dare to speak
And what reason or understanding exists
In the throws of such unrelenting thought
No, there is none I know of
All that there is, is an exclamation
I love you beyond all reason
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Smile!
Smile,
Look at the sky,
Forget about everything and just,
Smile!
Laugh,
Open your mouth,
And throw back your head and just,
Laugh!
Dance,
Move your body to the music,
Or move to the rhythm of silence and just,
Dance!
Sing,
Open your heart,
Let out all your thoughts and just,
Sing!
Speak,
Say hi to people you know,
Open a conversation with people you don't and just,
Speak!
Run,
No one can fence you in,
Move your feet one in front of the other and just,
Run!
Love,
Like you have nothing to be ashamed of,
Take someone in your arms and just,
Love!
Dream,
You can do anything you want to,
Keep hope, reason, and will, and just,
Dream!
Live,
Today and tomorrow and the next day,
No matter when it ends make it worth it, and just,
Live!
Believe,
Know what you know and share what you think,
No one can bring you down if you just,
Believe!
Celebrate,
Everything and anything,
It's all in your life and that's a reason to just,
Celebrate!
Fly,
Lift your arms with joy and hope,
Spread the wings of your heart and just,
Fly!
Listen,
If your interested or not,
These are the voices of others like you just,
Listen!
Trust,
That no one and everyone should have that chance,
Give everyone it to everyone and just,
Trust!
See,
Not only with your eyes but your mind,
With your body, spirit, and soul, just,
See!
It's not hard to be happy.
One simple choice.
One god given right of 'pursuit of happiness'.
One choice to look at things and just,
SMILE! : D
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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The Reason
(carly simon/danny kortchmar)
The reason I wouldnt kiss you last night
I wouldn;t kiss you cause I was afriad
That Id like you too much
And if I liked you too much
Id be afraid that Id give you a present
And if I gave you a gift,
You might give me a gift
And then Id be afraid...
That I wouldnt like it
The reason, theres always a reason
Behind the reason
When you look for a reason
A reason, I can give you a reason
And maybe youll think
Its a really good reason
But I come up with the reasons
You asked me if Id scratch your back
I wouldnt scratch it
cause I was afraid that Id twist your arm
And if I twisted your arm
Id be afraid that it would lead to passion
And if we got too drunk
We might fall out of the bunk
And then i;d be afriad
We would have a concussion
Chorus
Dont ever live with your real love
Stop before it starts
Real love will last much longer
Stay stronger
Living in your heart
Yeah, thats where it belongs, in your heart
The reason, theres always a reason
Behind the reason
When you look for the reason
The reason, I can give you a reason
And maybe youll think
Its a really good reason
But I come up with the reason
Ill never have another chance
At the parsons dance
(hes gonna spank me)
Gotta be an apple tree growing in the field
Gotta be at frankies house right now
Gotta be at dannys house deja
Gotta meet a holy man
Hell be in the valley when amelia tries to land
(with his shirt off)
I can never be in love, I can only be in heat
And I never felt so...never felt so...
Never felt so...
Hot
song performed by by Carly Simon
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Those That KNow Reasoning
You cannot have what isn't yours
You cannot give what isn't yours
You cannot take what wasn't given to you
You cannot own what belongs to no one
You cannot buy what is not for sale
You cannot discover something when there are already people there
You cannot earn something that is worthless
You cannot celebrate victories never won
You should not die for no reason
You should not hate for no reason
You should not quarrel for no reason
You should not defend for no reason
You should not kill for no reason
You should not murder for any reason
You should not destroy for the sake of destruction
You should not build for the sake of building
You should dance for no reason
You should laugh for no reason
You should smile for no reason
You should love for no reason
You should go for the sake of traveling
You should know for the sake of knowing
You should venture out or you will stagnate
You should respect Mother Nature
You should share the planet for it is all we have
You should make peace for this is reason
In war there are no winners, only those who are left
Death, life, love, friends, and family are the only thing worthwhile in existence worthy of celebration
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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Oh first love
Oh first love
The reason for my smile
And the reason for my tears.
Oh first love
My heart's soul mate
And my heart's heart breaker.
Oh first love
The one person I can't live with
And I can't live without.
Oh first love
You've inhabited my heart
For so long I don't
See myself without you
Without your so called love
Without your lies
Without the tears that rain
Every night from my eyes
From the loneliness
And insecurities you've
Made me feel.
Oh first love
I wonder
I really wonder
If I were given a chance
To leave and forget you,
Would I?
Would I leave you?
Or being with you is such
A norm that I now enjoy it
That I don't even see anything
Wrong with it
I really do wonder
My first love.
Oh yes first love
Though you've brought pain
In my life I have to say
The little things you do
They make me enormously happy
And you the only one
Capable of making me that happy.
After all we've been through
After all you've put me through
I don't want anyone else
I want you and only you
And yes I will continue to
Love you unconditionally
With my broken heart
My first love.
poem by Zinhlejobe Sithole
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Song Dream
She found the reason to dream
The impossible dream
She found the reason to smile again
She found the reason to sing the love songs to you
She found the reason to be happy again
She found the reason to start over by loving you and me
She has learned her lesson
And she would not be here today if it wasn’t for God
God forgave her once again
And gave her one more chance
The chance of a lifetime
Song dream
Is her song
The song she sings
Before she goes to sleep every night
Her life has turned around
It became better
She showed more respect and love to others
Love is the best gift you can give your boy friend
Love is putting your hand out to help your boy friend
Love is all the little things to put in to a dream
My heart is yours forever
It is a part of the dream
In her dream one night
She saw the ships
Sailing in the harbor
And you and her
Was sailing in this ship
The harbor so big and so beautiful
The song dream
Is her favorite song
She found dreaming to be peaceful and relaxing
When she sleeps
The song dream
She has more joy out of her life now
Than she did before
The song dream will never end
It is part of her life
Let’s sing along once more
The song of dream
Because that is her song
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Passion
There's something in my heart
That I'm burning to say
Loving you ain't easy coz
My pride gets in the way
Words are like butter
Rolling off my lips
Cut like a knife
And now I'm sinking battleships
(You know you want)
Give me a reason to take you back
Give me a reason to share
Give me a reason cause love is a season
But give me a reason to care
I like my freedom
Yeh that's my style
My manifesto lullaby
Give me a reason cause love is a season
But give me no reason to cry
There's something in your kiss
That I can't let you go
My heart says yes
My head says no
Passion's so cruel
But so hard to resist
Unfashionably cool
But its you that I miss
Give me a reason to take you back
Give me a reason to try
Give me a reason cause love is a season
But give me no reason
My passion is in season
song performed by by Geri Halliwell
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Fourth Sunday After Trinity
It was not then a poet's dream,
An idle vaunt of song,
Such as beneath the moon's soft gleam
On vacant fancies throng;
Which bids us see in heaven and earth,
In all fair things around,
Strong yearnings for a blest new birth
With sinless glories crowned;
Which bids us hear, at each sweet pause
From care and want and toil,
When dewy eve her curtain draws
Over the day's turmoil,
In the low chant of wakeful birds,
In the deep weltering flood,
In whispering leaves, these solemn words -
"God made us all for good."
All true, all faultless, all in tune
Creation's wondrous choir,
Opened in mystic unison
To last till time expire.
And still it lasts; by day and night,
With one consenting voice,
All hymn Thy glory, Lord, aright,
All worship and rejoice.
Man only mars the sweet accord
O'erpowering with "harsh din"
The music of Thy works and word,
Ill matched with grief and sin.
Sin is with man at morning break,
And through the livelong day
Deafens the ear that fain would wake
To Nature's simple lay.
But when eve's silent footfall steals
Along the eastern sky,
And one by one to earth reveals
Those purer fires on high,
When one by one each human sound
Dies on the awful ear,
Then Nature's voice no more is drowned,
She speaks, and we must hear.
Then pours she on the Christian heart
That warning still and deep,
At which high spirits of old would start
E'en from their Pagan sleep.
Just guessing, through their murky blind
Few, faint, and baffling sight,
Streaks of a brighter heaven behind,
A cloudless depth of light.
Such thoughts, the wreck of Paradise,
Through many a dreary age,
Upbore whate'er of good and wise
Yet lived in bard or sage:
They marked what agonizing throes
Shook the great mother's womb:
But Reason's spells might not disclose
The gracious birth to come:
Nor could the enchantress Hope forecast
God's secret love and power;
The travail pangs of Earth must last
Till her appointed hour.
The hour that saw from opening heaven
Redeeming glory stream,
Beyond the summer hues of even,
Beyond the mid-day beam.
Thenceforth, to eyes of high desire,
The meanest thing below,
As with a seraph's robe of fire
Invested, burn and glow:
The rod of Heaven has touched them all,
The word from Heaven is spoken:
"Rise, shine, and sing, thou captive thrall;
Are not thy fetters broken?
"The God Who hallowed thee and blest,
Pronouncing thee all good -
Hath He not all thy wrongs redrest,
And all thy bliss renewed?
"Why mourn'st thou still as one bereft,
Now that th' eternal Son
His blessed home in Heaven hath left
To make thee all His own?"
Thou mourn'st because sin lingers still
In Christ's new heaven and earth;
Because our rebel works and will
Stain our immortal birth:
Because, as Love and Prayer grow cold,
The Saviour hides His face,
And worldlings blot the temple's gold
With uses vile and base.
Hence all thy groans and travail pains,
Hence, till thy God return,
In Wisdom's ear thy blithest strains,
Oh Nature, seem to mourn.
poem by John Keble
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Give Me One Reason
Give me one reason to live without him
Give me one reason to walk away
I know you don't understand the reason
How can I show
That he is the reason i have to let you go
I've tried so hard to change your mind
I always thought you'd understand the reason why
Why i don't want to do the thing I used to do
Now that my heart and soul belong to God and God alone
Still every nights a fight to make it through
I cant deny I'm still in love with you
But how can you expect me to
Walk with him and give myself to you
Boy,I still long for your embrace
But what i've found in God it can never be replaced
Still i pray for the chance
As you slip through my hands you'll come around
But your hearts so far away from the words I'm tryin to say
Wish I could hod you both and still be true
Theres only one thing left for me to do
Baby, I Love You
But I can't stay with you unless you love him too
I'v found the path that i've gotta take no turning back to the old ways
i've gotta chance to take
Sacrifice to make
Whatever it takes I woan't turn away
song performed by by ZoeGirl
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Within the hollow of an atom lay an eternity to fathom.
Within the hollow of an atom lay an
Eternity to fathom, Find the place within your mind,
Seek vision beyond the wall of sleep that smothers the blind
To their knowing of wisdoms river flowing.
How are we to know Love from reason?
Are we ever to find a reason in Love?
As high above the souls
Of those so long since flown
Look down upon the realm
Within which the seeds
Of revolutions are sown.
Beginning at the same point in time
In parallel the soul is separated
Into the logic of the mind and
The compassion of the heart.
In seeking enlightenment we must
Learn to accept that what has come
To unfold throughout the day may
Have resonance upon the story untold.
Reaching the pinnacle of opposites the
Soul must recognise the simplicity of
Truth in understanding clear.
After all, faith would be no faith at all
If we had any guarantees to fall back upon.
poem by David Lacey
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The Essence of Love I
The youth isn’t timeless,
The beauty is certainly exhausted at the significant time,
The light of the passionate eyes
Will certainly fade away;
Than for which I do proud for love.
O the blind lover,
Learn the truth,
And learn the love.
The love doesn’t concern with moralistic qualities.
The love comes from heaven
And love is cherished, nourished, and fulfilled by heaven;
And this love meets its ends in heaven,
The ultimate happiness of human mortal souls.
When the eyes fell in the passionate glimpses of eyes,
Those eyes find the heaven on it,
Not the mortal beauty of glimpsing.
As the beauty attracts
Nor for the mortal one
But for the heaven which can be found in the soul.
This is love which confines in truth,
The truth of heaven
And the truth of immortality.
All will be decayed by time but love will exist,
All will be vanished by time but love will exist,
All will be exhausted by time but love will exist.
Love, love and only love
And the soul which deserves love
Gets the immortality
And never perishes by time.
This is the fact
The fact of life
And the fact of love.
It is the truth of love,
It is the secret of love,
And it is the worth of love.
As thy soul love,
Learn the haven will come
To make the mingle of heart,
The mingle which creates heaven
Is the sanctified love.
The Heaven is here in the love of heart
The surround in the earthen earth
Where love does prevail
Heaven is firmly perceived there.
poem by Md. Moniruzzaman
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God Moves Through You
adapted from "the prophet" by kahlil gibran
lyrics by kahlil gibran and jason mraz
you were born together
and together ye shall be forever
until death should scatter
it wouldn't matter in the memory of God above
let the wind of heaven dance between you too
allow the space and time to bring you closer to everlasting love
cause God moves
what do you do
God moves through you
when love beckons
his ways are often hard and steep
when his wings unfold
ye yield to all he speaks
the soul it might be hidden there among his pinions
oh you may wear a wound that truly spoke to you
believe in all that voice and follow through
follow so on and on
what do you do when God moves through you
what do you do
say i do
i do
just remember love possesses nothing
nor would it ever be possessed
oh love is love sufficient unto love
and you can figure out the rest
your children will not be your children
they are the daughters and the son of a beginning
they'll come through your womb but not be coming from you
they will be with you but do not belong to you
you may give them your love but not your thoughts
then they'll arrive with their own hearts
they're the coming of angels this blessed season
and then they'll sing oh how God rests in reason
God rests in reason
so what do you do
ooh when God moves through you
what do you do
say i do
i do
think not you can direct the course of
love itself directs the course allowed
believe not God is in your heart, child
but rather you're in the heart of God
what do you do
say i do
i do
i do
think not you can direct the course of
love itselfs directs the course allowed
believe not God is in your heart, child
but rather you're in the heart of God
what do you do
ooh when God moves through you
remember God rests in reason
say i do
i do
song performed by by Jason Mraz
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The image broken
'Twas but a dream; a fond and foolish dream;
The calenture of a delirious brain,
Whose fever thirst creates the rushing stream.
Now to the actual I awake again:
The vision to my gaze one moment granted,
Fades in its light away, and leaves me disenchanted.
The image that my glowing fancy wrought,
Now to the dust with ruthless hand I cast:
Thus I renounce the worship that I sought;
Of my own idol the iconoclast.
The echo of "Eureka, I have found!"
Falls back upon my heart, a vain and empty sound.
Oh disembodied being of my mind,
So wildly loved, so fervently adored;
In whom all high and glorious gifts I shrined,
And my heart's incense on the altar poured;
Now do I know, that clad in mortal guise,
Ne'er on this earth wilt thou upon my vision rise.
That only in the vague, cold realm of thought,
Shall I meet thee whom here I seek in vain;
And like Egyptian Isis, when she sought
The scattered fragments of Osiris slain,
Now do I know that I shall never find
But fragments of thy soul within earth's clay enshrined.
Thou whom I have not seen, and shall not see,
Till the sad drama of this life be o'er!
Yet do I not renounce my faith in thee:
Thou art still mine, I think, forevermore;
And this belief shall be the funeral pyre
Of all less noble love, -- of all less high desire.
Here, like the Hindoo widow, I will bring
Hope, youth, and all that woman prizes most,
The glow of summer and the bloom of spring,
And on thy altar lay the holocaust;
And in my faith exulting, I will see
The sacrifice consume, I consecrate to thee.
To love's sweet tones my heart shall never thrill,
Nor, as the tardy years their circles roll,
Shall they the ardor of its pulses chill.
Thus will I live, in widowhood of soul,
Until, at last, my lingering exile o'er,
Upon some lovelier star, too bless'd, we meet once more.
Oh, tell me not, that now indeed I dream;
That these aspirings mocked at last will be: --
Gleams of a higher life, to me they seem
A sacred pledge of immortality.
Tell not the yearning heart it shall not find:
Oh Love, thou art too strong! Oh God, thou art too kind!
poem by Anne Lynch Botta from Poems (1848)
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
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Reason and Passion XV
And the priestess spoke again and said: "Speak to us of Reason and Passion."
And he answered saying:
Your soul is oftentimes a battlefield, upon which your reason and your judgment wage war against passion and your appetite.
Would that I could be the peacemaker in your soul, that I might turn the discord and the rivalry of your elements into oneness and melody.
But how shall I, unless you yourselves be also the peacemakers, nay, the lovers of all your elements?
Your reason and your passion are the rudder and the sails of your seafaring soul.
If either your sails or our rudder be broken, you can but toss and drift, or else be held at a standstill in mid-seas.
For reason, ruling alone, is a force confining; and passion, unattended, is a flame that burns to its own destruction.
Therefore let your soul exalt your reason to the height of passion; that it may sing;
And let it direct your passion with reason, that your passion may live through its own daily resurrection, and like the phoenix rise above its own ashes.
I would have you consider your judgment and your appetite even as you would two loved guests in your house.
Surely you would not honour one guest above the other; for he who is more mindful of one loses the love and the faith of both.
Among the hills, when you sit in the cool shade of the white poplars, sharing the peace and serenity of distant fields and meadows - then let your heart say in silence, "God rests in reason."
And when the storm comes, and the mighty wind shakes the forest, and thunder and lightning proclaim the majesty of the sky, - then let your heart say in awe, "God moves in passion."
And since you are a breath In God's sphere, and a leaf in God's forest, you too should rest in reason and move in passion.
poem by Khalil Gibran
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Three Very Special Gifts
three magi with three symbolic gifts
gave chase to a bright star in the east
bringing special gifts of gold, myrrh, and frankincense
all to a newborn king
who became high priest
oh yes! these magi had very good sense!
this newborn king gave the angels a reason to sing
the world a reason to rejoice
then the exclamation of a great voice-
this is my beloved son, in whom i am well pleased! ! !
for this priest- i will go to my knees
and give my soul's devotion-
for the gifts of peace
love
and eternal salvation!
poem by Rachel Nichols
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Love said.. a paraphrase of a study group on Love
Love said,
I made you
Your body was conceived in love.
Your mind was conceived in love.
Your spirit was conceived in love.
I made your body to stand,
to walk, to dance, to make love
in love.
I made your senses
to touch love, to taste love,
to see love, to find space in love,
to hear love, everywhere
for I made everywhere
I made your mind
to know love’s substance
which no alteration finds,
to know the flow of love,
the fire of love, love in the air,
to hear what love speaks;
to know love in your reason,
to reason love;
to know why love is everywhere;
to know how to find love in hate;
to know why justice, mercy, grace, are love;
to know love in surrender;
to know how love turns faith to love;
to know love’s play in love’s creation;
to know that love is always now;
to know love's neighbour is yourself;
and when least visible,
to know love frees and balances;
to know why all seek love.
I made your spirit and your heart,
I made your very self
as every self
to be Myself; to show Myself;
Love said
I made you.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Love
Your love transfixes me
It takes me to a place of love and peace
Where it is only you and me
When no one can say it's forbidden
Your love is like a rose
Beautiful yet tough
When i tell you i love you
I look straight into your eyes
I let our souls come together
So they can intertwine
When i see your beautiful face
I smile and my heart skips a beat
Your love is like no other
It's stronger then any other
It's passionate and sincere
It's truly amazing
Your love is like the moon
It never fades and never strays
It's bright so i can look into your eyes
To see your sould and not only your flesh
Our love is envied by many
Only a few believes it's true
Some say it's only young love
Some say it's true
Our love is as bright as the sun
It's warm and vibrant
Our love is a commitment and not only a feeling
To death do us part
This love i have for you is one of a kind
Like a spade of a heart
Our love is calming to the soul
It never causes an up roar
It's like the ocean
Over a beautiful sunset
Our love is kind and from the heart
Never from the mind
Since the mind is a chaotic place
The hear seems to stay at bay
My love for you is always and forever
It will never weaken but only get stronger
I have a metal heart
and your the only one that has the key
My love is like a meadow of the prettiest flowers
They never die but always bloom
In the spring and in the winter
The love i have for you is what keeps them alive
My love for you is like a child
Caring and honest
It's playful and energetic
Like the energizer bunny
My love is only meant for you
You're the reason i'm here
Your the reason i breathe
Your the reason i love
poem by Brandi Young
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