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Fog Holds Lights
FOG HOLDS LIGHTS
Fog holds lights in soft hands stroking
the bay, floating across waters alive
with flickering rays. The night air whispers
of ancient sand castles and the gleam
of small stars stirring the romance of darkness.
It clings faithfully to the rise and fall
of waves washing in, swinging to
the rhythm of a sea singing love songs.
Fog holds lights in soft hands, clasps love
in tender touches, grasps hope in strong
fingers as it rolls in. Reality
blurs, an impressionist painting
lying just under the murky paint of fog.
Fog holds light in soft hands, embraces
dreams carefully as they swoop
across our sleep like moonbeams prowling
the night sky. It smothers the future and remolds
the past, leaving us in a blurred limbo.
Fog holds light in soft hands wet with tears.
When it is time for it to be gone,
it lifts silently and disappears.
poem by Raynette Eitel
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I know why I am here and my only real focused goal is to live each day to the fullest and to try and honor God and be an encouragement to others. What the future holds is firmly in God's hands, and I am very happy about that!
quote by Ken Hensley
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Purposes
No wrath of men, or rage of seas,
Can shake a just man's purposes;
No threats of tyrants, or the grim
Visage of them can alter him;
But what he doth at first intend,
That he holds firmly to the end.
poem by Robert Herrick
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I firmly believe that any man's finest hour, the greatest fulfillment of all that he holds dear, is that moment when he has worked his heart out in a good cause and lies exhausted on the field of battle - victorious.
quote by Vince Lombardi
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Dancing at this silver
Hello there...
thats all she says
all she wants to say
burning heart inside, she dances
dancing at this silver
on this beating floor, she grasps the ground screaming
grass in her hands
on her knees, laying there with blood on her knees
she wants just one thing
sees a mirror of them all walking by
she lays on the ground
shaking, alone
hides bloody silver in a corner
to words she once heard
finaly, he holds her.....
Yours Forever
Here we are in the grays of winter,
Here we are just me and you,
Hold my hand,
Lets face tomorrow,
Tomorrow still holds out its hands to you
This precious time we've only borrowed,
The autumn winds have blown on through,
A quiet thought will tell our story,
Tomorrow still holds out its hands to you
Yes tomorrow still holds out its hands to you
Here some wings,
There yours forever,
And heres some dreams,
That will come true,
Take these tears, to wash away your sorrows,
Tomorrow still holds out its hands to you,
Yes tomorrow still holds out its to you,
Yes tomorrow still holds out its hands to you
song performed by by John Mellencamp
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I think one of the best words in the English language is compassion. I think it holds everything. It holds love, it holds care... and if everybody just did something. We all make a difference.
quote by Michael Crawford
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I
So possessive
With this I and my
Waste entire life
In this quagmire
The physical form
Or physiological self
Or the name holds you back
Or the glory of the clan
Deeds misdeeds
Chain the bird
Otherwise
Which higher could fly.
Harsh but abstract reality
With firmly entwined roots
If cut
With rejuvenated vigour
It does reproduce
Let it abound
With no bounds
Some day
Plemsol line it will surround.
poem by Sanjay Mehta
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Salary Dictates Defeats Poetic Creativity
eighteen months is reality
record writing with years thirty
plus of employment essentially
nothing highlights loss empty
wasteland low or no creativity
rich years were not verse written
yet we embraced them like the sun
study wage need economic necessity
are strict task masters habitually
hourly daily weekly monthly yearly
predictably frequently demand time tenacity
poor stubborn determined plan stick firmly
persistently to difficult long term goals rigidly
sought sacrifice success is details won accurately
easily the rich study poverty grasps dreams tightly
poem by Terence George Craddock
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A man who has both feet planted firmly in the air can be safely called a liberal as opposed to the conservative, who has both feet firmly planted in his mouth.
quote by Jacques Barzun
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Hold Me Up
If I'm trying to be hidden
You still see me
If my faith has been turned into fear
If my whole world is crashing
It won't matter
I can keep it together if you're here
'Cause you are the one
Who holds me up when I fall down
You are the one who I can trust
You you are the one
Who holds me up when I fall down
You are the one who I can trust
If my dreams start to crumble
You won't worry
If my heart starts to sink into fear
If my whole plan just shatters
It won't matter
I can keep it together if you're here
'Cause you are the one
Who holds me up when I come down
You are the one who I can trust
You you are the one
Who holds me up when I fall down
You are the one who I can trust
'Cause you are the one
Who holds me up when I come down
You are the one who I can trust
You are the one who I can trust
You are the one who I can trust
Copyright 2003 Elektra Entertainment Group
song performed by by Year Of The Rabbit
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Got A Timetable
know that i got a timetable,
i do not like a prolonged breathing
since the birth of the pink bud
i always love gasps
find thrill in grasps and quick finger holds
and soon releasing
nothing usurping nothing over holding on
to something
lest everything gets so old and familiar and
death boring
something is new in the newness of beginnings
nothing must last an hour longer
i am listening but not for long
there is no use for your argument
the pink bud blooms only for a very short day
the nights are longer
the years cannot convert themselves to bright days
there is no exchange
substitution is null and void
novation does not exist in this personal world
no erasures
all original
everything ends as desired by the law of nature
why worry then?
i stop as written.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Know Who Holds Tomorrow
I Don't Know About Tomorrow
I Just Live From Day To Day
And I Don't Borrow From The Sunshine
'cause The Skies Might Turn To Grey
And I Don't Worry About The Future
'cause I Know What Jesus Said
And Today I'm Gonna Walk Right Beside Him
'cause He's The One Who Knows What Is Ahead
There Are Things About Tomorrow
That I Don't Seem To Understand
But I Know Who Holds Tomorrow
And I Know Who Holds My Hand
And Each Step Is Getting Brighter
As The Golden Stairs I Climb
And Every Burden Is Getting Lighter
And All The Clouds Their Silver Line
And I'll Bet The Sun It's Always Shining
And No Tears Will Ever Dim The Eye
And The Ending Of The Rainbow
Where The Mountains They Touch The Sky
There Are Many Things About Tomorrow
I Don't Seem To Understand
But I Know Who Holds Tomorrow
And I Know Who Holds My Hand
Yes I Know Who Holds My Hand
song performed by by LeAnn Rimes from You Light Up My Life
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I Know Who Holds Tomorrow
KELLY TALKING:WHY DON'T WE DO THIS, PLAY THAT SONG THAT
MA USE TO LIKE TO HEAR ME SING IN CHURCH ALL THE TIME. (PIANO
PLAYS) YEA THATS THE ONE.
VERSE 1:I DON'T KNOW ABOUT TOMORROW
I JUST LIVE FROM DAY TO DAY
AND I DON'T BORROW FROM ITS SUNSHINE
FOR ITS SKY'S MAY TURN TO GRAY
AND I DON'T WORRY ABOUT MY FUTURE
FOR I KNOW WHAT JESUS SAID
AND TODAY HE WALKS BESIDE ME
FOR HE KNOWS WHAT LIES AHEAD
MANY THINGS ABOUT TOMORROW
I DON'T SEEM TO UNDER UNDERSTAND
BUT I, I KNOW,I KNOW, I KNOW
WHO HOLDS TOMORROW
AND I, I KNOW
WHO HOLDS
WHO HOLDS MY HAND
OOO YEA,
YEAH YES
YEAH YES, WHO HOLDS MY HAND.
song performed by by Kelly Price
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Flirting Wind
gallops
like shadow of the rainbow,
suddenly goes around
waiting to possess, beyond its echo
of the past
wondering to settle down in the most
comfortable breathe
of wisdom
smooth grasps
into the level
of sweet romance, thou nothing
fume the poison of the halos
beneath every saint, but warm of
great love holds the glance
of the diamond feel of
golden days of waiting into the
horizon of greed
that captures the future of
today, deny falling beyond the image of
bright, as it take the hope
to remember the
coming day to stay in thy bosom arm of
the flirting wind
to die
come and leave me to fly, thou the
wind of sweet goodbye.
poem by Antonio Liao
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