At times our own light goes out and is rekindled by a spark from another person. Each of us has cause to think with deep gratitude of those who have lighted the flame within us.
quote by Albert Schweitzer
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Rekindled
How can love be rekindled
from an ocean of tears?
How can love be rekindled
after separation of many years?
How can love do these things
the answer is I do not know;
only that it does
time and time again.
The torch within the heart that smoulders
is rekindled to a flame again
as old loves burn bright
as new loves in the night.
poem by David Harris
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Sometimes our light goes out but is blown into flame by another human being. Each of us owes deepest thanks to those who have rekindled this light.
quote by Albert Schweitzer
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Greetings of Joy
Morning light like a cotton blanket
I can still praise after all these years
Gratitude walks with solitude
That special moment where things connect
Deep in the angel kingdom
Deep in the blue free mystic sea
Spark of a fire made of starlight
Timeless soul in forever love
Greetings of joy
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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The Lamp of Life
Always we are following a light,
Always the light recedes; with groping hands
We stretch toward this glory, while the lands
We journey through are hidden from our sight
Dim and mysterious, folded deep in night,
We care not, all our utmost need demands
Is but the light, the light! So still it stands
Surely our own if we exert our might.
Fool! Never can'st thou grasp this fleeting gleam,
Its glowing flame would die if it were caught,
Its value is that it doth always seem
But just a little farther on. Distraught,
But lighted ever onward, we are brought
Upon our way unknowing, in a dream.
poem by Amy Lowell
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Indian Summer Sky
In the ocean
Cut, swim, deep the sky
Like there, I dont know why
In the forest, theres a clearing
I run there towards the light
Sky...
Its a blue sky
In the earth a hole dig deep, decide
If I could, I would
Up for air to swim against the tide
Hey, hey, hey
Up toward the sky
Its a blue sky
To lose along the way
The spark that set the flame
To flicker and to fade
On this the longest day
So wind blow through to my heart
So wind blow through my soul
So wind blow through to my heart
So wind blow through my soul
So wind blow through to my heart...
You give yourself to this the longest day
You give yourself, you give it all away
Two rivers run too deep
The seasons change and so do i
The light that strikes the tallest trees
Will light a way for i
Will light a way
Up toward the sky
Its a blue sky
To lose along the way
The spark that set the flame
To flicker and to fade
On this the longest day
So wind go through to my heart
So wind blow through my soul
So wind go through to my heart
So wind blow through my soul
So wind go through to my heart
So wind blow through my soul
So wind go through to my heart...
You give yourself to this the longest day
You give yourself, you give it all away
song performed by by U2
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When There's Darkness, The Will Always Be Light
[b]When There's Darkness, There will always be light[/b]
It was said that
Every corner of darkness,
There will always a spark of light
To eases the burden of human kind
The light will gives us hope
To live for tomorrow
The light will gives us strength
To fight for what we believe in
The light will gives us faith
To carry on living.
The light will gives us power
To stand up for our rights
To help others who is in need
To save the world from destruction and extinction
To give them the strength
To fight for tomorrow
The light is a person
Who will rise from the ashes
Who will help us to make the world a better place
Who will keep us from falling
Who will save us all from the disaster of the world
This person is an unknown person
Who will lead us all from the crisis
Who will lead us to our freedom
By Mia
poem by Mia Anna Vandutchess
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Penetrating
My room was blackish
i lighted the candle light
and started penetrating the flame-beau
when my thoughts were nil
the flame-beau was blazing
i became conscious and understood
life become fascinating
when we start penetrating.
poem by Swetha Reddy
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For Israel: A Small Poem Of Gratitude On Its Sixty- Fourth Independence Day
FOR ISRAEL: A SMALL POEM OF GRATITUDE ON ITS SIXTY- FOURTH INDEPENDENCE DAY
How can one person even think to begin to say
What so many would say?
The gratitude for the years of being here-
The gratitude for the blessings that have been given-
The beauty of so much done here-
The courage of so many and the sacrifice-
The children and the grandchildren
The life in Jerusalem-
The rain this year and the freshness of the land now-
Our ability to defend ourselves
The realization of a dream of so many generations in returning-
The friends we have-
The building of the country
The dream that somehow we will make Peace
The benefit we have in our inventions given to others
How can one person even begin to say all the thanks
For so much there is to be grateful for?
Thank God we are still here
May be worthy of Your Blessing in the future.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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I'd Rather Be Loved
I'd rather be loved,
Than to be painted...
As somebody that I aint,
To then be tainted.
I'd rather be loved,
Than to be sainted.
As someone that's depicted,
In a way to be shamed.
And by...
The light of the moon,
I want to be seen as the person that I am!
And by...
The dawn until noon,
I want to be seen as the person that I am!
I'd rather be loved...
Under bright lighted moon.
And,
Seen to be the person that I am.
I'd rather be loved...
From the dawning 'til noon.
By somebody who completely understands.
I'd rather be loved...
Under bright lighted moon.
I'd rather be loved...
From the dawning 'til noon.
And...
By that one who knows and understands.
I'd rather be loved...
From the dawning 'til noon.
And,
When night falls we know there's no demands.
And...
When night falls we're there and understand.
And...
We know what we do and what we can.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Laughing
Laocoon and her two sons
Pressured storm, tried to move
No other more, emotion bound
Martyred, misconstrued
Lighted in a room, lanky room
Lighted, lighted, laughing in tune
Lighted, lighted, laughing
Laocoon and her two sons
Run the gamut, sated view
Know them more, emotion bound
Martyred, misconstrued
Lighted in a room, lanky room
Lighted, lighted, laughing in tune
Lighted, lighted, laughing
In a room, lock the door, latch the room
Lighted, lighted, laughing
Laocoon and her two sons
Ran the gamut, settled new,
Find a place fit to laugh,
Lock the doors, latch the room
Lighted in a room, lanky room
Lighted, lighted, laughing in tune
Lighted, lighted, laughing in tune
Lighted, lighted, laughing in tunes
Lighted, lighted, laughing in tunes
song performed by by REM
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Sonnet: My Poesy’s Spark
The spark of yours did light the wood in me,
That was so dry and fired so quickly;
Destined to be, consumed like this may be;
I thank you Uncle, most wholeheartedly.
The fire stirred my heart and mind and soul;
What blaze! How high! And continues to burn;
The flames leap like fire of England's coal;
The rest of time, I'm gentle like a fern.
The spark came timely; dry was much the clime;
My wood did burn so fast but noiselessly;
Each leaping flame carried with it a rhyme;
I burn still more but burn so steadily.
I thank the Lord for giving me this spark;
With it, I'll build a modern Noah's Ark.
poem by John Celes
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Shine
A single candle can light a dark room
Yet, dark can’t darken a lighted space
One person can light a world of gloom
Thereby enlighten a vast Human Race
ROTMS
poem by Ray Lucero
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There Is So Much To Be Grateful For
THERE IS SO MUCH TO BE GRATEFUL FOR
There is so much to be grateful for
I do not know how to thank God
True, I pray
But words are words-
Perhaps then the Feeling itself
Before and with the words
Is the true gratitude-
Yet I know my treacherous self
What of the times when there is no Gratitude?
What of the times of Question and Anger?
What of the times of Doubt?
Is it enough to always fear God
But to Love God only intermittently?
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Passion of Fire
My heart was started by a spark,
burst into flames.
Now I am like a lamp on a hill,
everyone sees me and my passion.
I'm on fire, I'm burning bright.
You made the spark,
kindled the flame,
gave this fire the passion of the night.
Its burning bright, through the night,
its never going out or dimming.
Its the passion of the fire,
its the passion of life.
The life you gave,
was meant to amaze.
Now with you in me,
I illuminate the darkness.
I'm on fire,
running with the flame, the passion
touching people,
letting them catch the fire, catch your Love.
It never fades away,
this passion deep in me,
it'll burn till the end of day.
poem by Mistral Love
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Light as many as you can.
I love you
for a long time.
You don’t know
how long I love.
you don’t know
how best I love
or for that
whether I love at all. (I love)
You may love
or may not.
If you love
I can outlive.
If not so
I will short live.
Can you lift
your veil to see? (You may)
Be a flame
of a candle.
You can spark
many candles.
You won’t die
by doing so.
Again and again,
Love can ignite love. (Be a flame)
I love you
for a long time.
Be a flame
to light my wick
in addition
to your own.
The more you are
illuminated,
The more you illuminate. (I love)
29.05.2001, Berhampur
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Do You Wanna Make Something Of It
(bob dipiero/terry anderson)
Theres a little bitty flame burnin deep in my heart
You wanna make something of it?
Oh do you feel the same maybe just a little spark
You wanna make something of it?
Do you wanna turn it into somethin thats a burnin like a ragin fire outta control
Well Im waitin for you tell me what you wanna do
You wanna make something of it?
Theres a little bitty seed growin deep in my soul
You wanna make something of it?
You got everything it needs just to help it to grow
You wanna make something of it?
Run wild like a vine if you only took the time
To meet me in the garden of love
It be a sweet situation if you had the inclination
Wanna make something of it?
Chorus:
Oh yeah I admit it
I love you yes I do
What you do with it is all up to you
Ooooohhhhh yeah
Oh yeah I admit it
I love you yes I do
What you do with it is all up to you
Oooooooooohhhh..
There little bitty flame burnin deep inside my heart
Wanna make something of it?
Oh do you fell the same maybe just a little spark
You wanna make something of it?
Do you wanna turn it into something that burnin like a ragin fire out of control
Well Im waitin for you tell me what you wanna do
You wanna make something of it?
Well Im waiting for you tell me what you wanna do
You wanna make something of it
Well Im waiting for you tell me what you wanna do
You wanna make something of it?
song performed by by Jo Dee Messina
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One
just like anything that you did in the past
you started like
a gasoline spilled
on the cemented road
and a matchstick lighted
it and the fire ran
like a will o'wisp
but as usual it was
just a very short
procedure
of a flame
that once lighted
your
paths of pain
your wish for relief
and then everything
simply turned off automatically
and you
began to do something
new & strange
that which shall not cease
your way of
breathing life to another life......
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Finally
just like anything that you did in the past
you started like
a
gasoline spilled
on the cemented road
and a matchstick lighted
it and the fire ran
like a will o'wisp
but as usual it was
just a very short
procedure
of a flame
that once lighted
your
paths of pain
your wish for relief
and then everything
simply turned off automatically
and you
began to do something
new & strange
that which shall not cease
your way of
breathing life to another life......
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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When I Am Alone
now i learned
what they want me to understand
when i am alone
at least i need someone to talk to
someone who listens
and when i am as silent as cigarette stick
lighted
at least something knows
where the smoke may go
i smoke now
but not because i like it
it is a necessity
the smoke at least talks to me
and the light in the cigarette
gives me the eye of the
cinder
a word of light
a comfort of flame
in the dark
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Lost and Delirious
Oh my dear pa
some times I get lost like you
For the pure love I never had,
am I special, or the cursed few
I longed that affection till you gone.
Still burn like a flame, who knew
When darkness comes, the deep dark one
Find the flame in sky, and flew
poem by Samima Shah
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