If a man is as wise as a serpent, he can afford to be as harmless as a dove.
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Dove! Dove! Enchanted Dove
Dove! Dove! Enchanted Dove
That sways around me,
Why are you afraid, white dove?
Hear my voice, dove, my sister.
From the resonant branches
Descend in my dance,
Descend upon my heart, dove of love!
And I dance and I sing and I dance once more,
I dance nude, dazzled and splendid,
Like a serpent in the high grass.
I dance and I rage in the air,
Like a flame from hell.
I dance bewinged, quivering and wild,
In the depth of the living whirlwind,
Whirling in the current that devours me,
The whirlwind in which I descend.
I dance until sated,
With soul drunked, staggering,
With the wine of dance,
And with the wine of my blood.
poem by Charles van Lerberghe
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Cant Afford To Do It
Written by james williamson.
Well, I wanna go out without tearing my bed, now
Ise so scared my baby quit n
I cant afford to do it
I cant afford to do it
I cant afford to do it
And loose that girl of mine
Well she spend my money - buying me clothes
Shes done cheapest woman I ever did know n
So, I cant afford to do it
I cant afford to do it
I cant afford to do it
And loose that girl of mine
Yeah
Break:
I got a good friend from alabam
He tried to steal my chick I dont know how many time
I cant afford to do it
I cant afford to do it, ah
I cant afford to do it
And loose that girl of mine, ah
I cant afford to do it
I cant afford to do it
I cant afford to do it
I cant afford to do it
I cant afford to do it
And loose that girl of mine, um
song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
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Love Song
Lovers eminent in love
Ever diversities combine;
The vocal chords of the cushat-dove,
The snake's articulated spine.
Such elective elements
Educate the eye and lip
With one's refreshing innocence,
The other's claim to scholarship.
The serpent's knowledge of the world
Learn, and the dove's more naïve charm;
Whether your ringlets should be curled,
And why he likes his claret warm.
poem by Elinor Morton Wylie
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This Present Darkness
I'll get through the present darkness; yes through it with The Lord,
For He's an unchanging Light in darkness, and a solid Rock for sure.
Trials will come in this world; He told us we will have tribulation,
But we look for a world far better through His promise of salvation.
For when life get truly hard to accept and my only question is why,
I think of Paul's revelation, when after the trumpet we hit the sky.
A glorious day is coming friend, to leave the world behind for sure,
The day we see those who went before us and together meet The Lord.
When my life seems filled with pain and I begin to wallow in sorrow,
The Sprit reminds me my home is above and I look towards tomorrow.
As a Christian I'm not promised an easy life filled with prosperity,
Instead blessings come my way, when I Glorify God in my adversity.
Trials are so tiny compared to the blessings The Lord sends my way,
And even when my heart gets heavy, I know He's coming again one day.
Knowing that He's coming again very soon, helps me I'm very sure,
To take full advantage of each day and witness at every opened door.
Jesus told us we are to be wise as a serpent and harmless as a dove,
But we need to be serious about Eternity and win the lost with love.
My friend, all comfort and earthly gain is only temporal prosperity,
But trials for the Christian are a wealth of gain for all Eternity.
(Copyright © 10/2002)
His Gracious Guidance
He touched me from Heaven above and filled me with His tender Love,
For Christ said we were to be wise as serpent, but harmless as dove.
He moved on me from the start to learn to love Him with all my heart,
As this gracious change in my heart was indeed the message to impart.
He made my troubled anguish cease and filled me with a gentle peace,
Around this world it will not be, yet in my heart it shall increase.
He helped me in due time to see what it was that He wanted me to be,
Which was someone to share with the world his or her Eternal needs.
He helped me deal with each daily nuisance with a God given patience,
As evidence to all around me that Christ makes a profound difference.
He helps me each and every day with all the words I needed to say,
For He just might bring one in need of The Word across my path today.
He taught me how to deal with abruptness with a true loving-kindness,
For people, like I once did, are dealing with a Spiritual blindness.
He helped me through The Spirit to walk all of the words that I talk,
For it's hypocrisy inside The Church that makes people outside balk.
He changed my tendency to be coy, by filling me with His Eternal Joy.
Not an emotion for a time to enjoy but something no one can destroy.
He filled me with a Holy Fear to understand that His return was near,
As a Christian my duty is clear, you must be ready, when He appears.
(Copyright © 05/2002)
You And I Could Fly High Into The Blue Sky
If you were my morning dove
What is love dove
Could we fly through the air dove
Would it be enough
If you and I could fly
Could you and I try
Not to shed tears and cry
I will not lie
To thee my dove
You and I could fly high into the blue sky
poem by Edwin Tanguma
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We must combine the toughness of the serpent and the softness of the dove, a tough mind and a tender heart.
quote by Martin Luther King
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The King and The Wise Man
A king asks to a wise man:
'Should my heart hot?
Full of energy and blood
Or should my heart cold?
Full of calculation and plot'
A wise man answers:
'Should your heart warm
So everybody could feel calm
In your arms'
A king asks to a wise man:
'Should my heart black?
Rules my kingdom with fear and dark
Or should my heart white?
Always lives in the world's bright side'
A wise man answers:
'Should your heart grey
The color of human that wants to seek
What's wrong and right'
A king asks to a wise man:
'Should my heart hard?
Strong like steel that can't be beaten by anyone
Or should my heart soft?
Harmless like cotton that easily touched by everyone'
A wise man answers:
'Should your heart flexible
Mold like rubber that could protect people you love'
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Be ye therefore wise as serpents, and harmless as doves.
Childhood
I cannot reach it; and my striving eye
Dazzles at it, as at eternity.
Were now that chronicle alive,
Those white designs which children drive,
And the thoughts of each harmless hour,
With their content, too, in my power,
Quickly would I make my path even,
And by mere playing go to heaven.
Why should men love
A wolf more than a lamb or dove?
Or choose hell-fire and brimstone streams
Before bright stars and God's own beams?
Who kisseth thorns will hurt his face,
But flowers do both refresh and grace,
And sweetly living - fie on men! -
Are, when dead, medicinal then;
If seeing much should make staid eyes,
And long experience should make wise,
Since all that age doth teach is ill,
Why should I not love childhood still?
Why, if I see a rock or shelf,
Shall I from thence cast down myself?
Or by complying with the world,
From the same precipice be hurled?
Those observations are but foul
Which make me wise to lose my soul.
And yet the practice worldlings call
Business, and weighty action all,
Checking the poor child for his play,
But gravely cast themselves away.
Dear, harmless age! the short, swift span
Where weeping Virtue parts with man;
Where love without lust dwells, and bends
What way we please without self-ends.
An age of mysteries! which he
Must live twice that would God's face see;
Which angels guard, and with it play,
Angels! which foul men drive away.
How do I study now, and scan
Thee more than e'er I studied man,
And only see through a long night
Thy edges and thy bordering light!
Oh for thy center and midday!
For sure that is the narrow way!
poem by Henry Vaughan
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Prudent Simplicity (Translated From Owen)
That thou mayst injure no man, dove-like be,
And serpent-like, that none may injure thee!
poem by William Cowper
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Cicely Bathing
The brook told the dove
And the dove told me
That Cicely's bathing at the pool
With other virgins three.
The brook told the dove
And the dove told me
That Cicely floating on the wave
Woke music in the tree.
The brook told the dove
And the dove told me
That Cicely's drying in the sun,
A snowy sight to see.
poem by Norman Rowland Gale
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The Dove of Dacca
The freed dove flew to the Rajah's tower—
Fled from the slaughter of Moslem kings—
And the thorns have covered the city of Gaur.
Dove—dove—oh, homing dove!
Little white traitor, with woe on thy wings!
The Rajah of Dacca rode under the wall;
He set in his bosom a dove of flight—
`If she return, be sure that I fall."
Dove—dove—oh, homing dove!
Pressed to his heart in the thick of the fight.
"Fire the palace, the fort, and the keep—
Leave to the foeman no spoil at all.
In the flame of the palace lie down and sleep
If the dove—if the dove—if the homing dove
Come, and alone, to the palace wall."
The Kings of the North they were scattered abroad—
The Rajah of Dacca he slew them all.
Hot from slaughter he stooped at the ford,
And the dove—the dove—oh, the homing dove!
She thought of her cote on the palace-wall.
She opened her wings and she flew away—
Fluttered away beyond recall;
She came to the palace at break of day.
Dove—dove—oh, homing dove,
Flying so fast for a kingdom's fall!
The Queens of Dacca they slept in flame—
Slept in the flame of the palace old—
To save their honour from Moslem shame.
And the dove—the dove—oh, the homing dove,
She cooed to her young where the smoke-cloud rolled!
The Rajah of Dacca rode far and fleet,
Followed as fast as a horse could fly,
He came and the palace was black at his feet;
And the dove—the dove—the homing dove,
Circled alone in the stainless sky.
So the dove flew to the Rajah's tower—
Fled from the slaughter of Moslem kings;
So the thorns covered the city of Gaur,
And Dacca was lost for a white dove's wings.
Dove—dove—oh, homing dove,
Dacca is lost from the Roll of the Kings!
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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Wings Of A Dove
Let me fly in the wings of a dove
Above the Manhattan sky
So that all the yankies can see me
At least I will be safe in the wings of a dove
And I can sleep while I am fling in the wings of a dove
I love to fly in the wings of a dove
But the feeling of being high in the sky is great
But God gave me a chance to fly in the wings of a dove
When the opportunity came I didn't even think for a minute
I just jumped right in this opportunity
And I am glad I did it
Because I am having the greatest time when I am flying in the wings of a Dove
But I woke up at midnight and the sky was already dark
Eventhough the dove was still flying
The dove took me all the way to Chigago the windy city
Men I must tell you that it was very windy inthe sky in chicago
But we landed safe in Chicago by the shore
And I sleept in the shore of Chicago for the night
To me it was almost like being inside a movie scream when I woke up the next morning at the Shore of Chicago
poem by Aldo Kraas
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We Are The Same...
gas rices up,
fuel prices up,
grocery prices up,
heating prices up...
and the poor man's dollar
is still a dollar!
cant afford sickness,
cant afford hospitals,
cant afford shelter,
cant afford, cant afford.
it's time to band together
in small communities,
and be neighbors again.
we cannot rely on the government,
on churches, on the elite...
we have each other,
and that is all!
forget about differences.
skin color, religion, politics...
let it go.
we are the same!
same needs, same desires,
same prayers, same love...
red blooded, dirty, stinking
human beings...
human beings in need
of each other!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Unsung
WHEN shall I make a song for you, my love?
When you are nigh me?
Not so, for then the hours unnamed go by me,
Flocking like dove on dove.
When shall that song for you be found, my mate?
When I wait lonely?
Not so, for then am I a mourner only,
Begging without the gate.
Never in words that happy song will rise,
Yet you will feel it,—
Through days your love makes glad I shall reveal it,
Through years your love makes wise.
poem by Nettie Palmer
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Venom In A Kiss *recommended
It creeps up
Silently, stealthily
Hissing the warning
But I pay no heed
Blinded by the sheer strength
The power
The brute beauty
Of the serpent
The venomous master
The warning goes unnoticed
Naïve and blinded
I invite it in
The serpent
Now victorious
With one final kiss
Seals my fate
The serpent
Now mocking me
As I fall
Into the arms of death
That I brought upon myself
poem by Ridah Ellahi
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Wings Of A Dove
Take time for your pleasure
And laugh with love
Take the hand of another
And sing for the wings of a dove
Woah woah, for the wings of a dove
Woah woah, for the wings of a dove
Look up at the rooftops
When youre walking round
Dont think for a moment
Of looking down
Woah woah, (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah) for the wings of a dove
Woah woah, for the wings of a dove
Woah woah, for the wings of a dove
Woah woah, for the wings of a dove
Ha-lellujah (lellujah)
Ha-lellujah (lellujah)
Look up at the rooftops (the roof)
When youre walking round
Dont think for a moment
Of looking down
At a room at the top
Where were not allowed
Cheer to the echo
Can you hear the sound
Woah woah, (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah) for the wings of a dove
Woah woah, (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah) for the wings of a dove
Woah woah, for the wings of a dove
Woah woah, for the wings of a dove
Yeah yeah yeah (etc.)
Woah woah, for the wings of a dove
Woah woah, for the wings of a dove
Et cetera
Blue train!
Blue train taking me from you....
song performed by by Madness
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Things really began to move for us. In 1953 I could afford to marry Doreen.
quote by Ernie Wise
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Ti Prendo E Ti Porto Via
Sai ti conosco oramai
Ho capito chi sei
Non ti importa di niente
Tu dimentichi tutto
Senza alcun rispetto
Neanche per noi
Chiedi amore cos
Come a chiedere di
Di buttarsi nel cesso
Tanto tu non lo sai
quello che vuoi
Ma dove vai
Ma dove vai
Tanto oramai sei mia
Faccio cos
Passo di l
Ti prendo e ti porto via
Sei gelosa di te
Ti guardi intorno se c'
una vestita uguale
che sedurre per te
pi importante che
che respirare
starti vicino si
a volte capita di
di sentirsi un po' in forse
ma tu li baci tutti
e lasci tutto com'
Ma dove vai
Ma dove vai
Tanto oramai sei mia
Faccio cos
Passo di l
Ti prendo e ti porto via
Ma dove vai
Ma dove vai
Tanto oramai sei mia
(anzi) Faccio cos
Passo di l
Ti prendo e ti porto via
Sai ti conosco oramai
Ho capito chi sei
Non ti importa di niente
Tu te li baci tutti
E lasci tutto com'
Ma dove vai
Ma dove vai
Tanto oramai sei mia
Ma dove vai
Ma dove vai
Ti prendo e ti porto via
Ma dove vai
Ma dove vai
Tanto oramai sei mia
(anzi) Faccio cos
(quando) Passo di l
Ti prendo e ti porto via
Ma dove vai
Grazie a Niccol Ammaniti per aver scritto
il romanzo "Ti prendo e ti porto via
song performed by by Vasco Rossi
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