L’Apprenti Sorcier
Suddenly there came to me
The music of a mighty sea
That on a bare and iron shore
Thundered with a deeper roar
Than all the tides that leap and run
With us below the real sun:
Because the place was far away,
Above, beyond our homely day,
Neighbouring close the frozen clime
Where out of all the woods of time,
Amid the frightful seraphim
The fierce, cold eyes of Godhead gleam,
Revolving hate and misery
And wars and famines yet to be.
And in my dreams I stood alone
Upon a shelf of weedy stone,
And saw before my shrinking eyes
The dark, enormous breakers rise,
And hover and fall with deafening thunder
Of thwarted foam that echoed under
The ledge, through many a cavern drear,
With hollow sounds of wintry fear.
And through the waters waste and grey,
Thick-strown for many a league away,
Out of the toiling sea arose
Many a face and form of those
Thin, elemental people dear
Who live beyond our heavy sphere.
And all at once from far and near,
They all held out their arms to me,
Crying in their melody,
“Leap in! Leap in and take thy fill
Of all the cosmic good and ill,
Be as the Living ones that know
Enormous joy, enormous woe,
Pain beyond thought and fiery bliss:
For all thy study hunted this,
On wings of magic to arise,
And wash from off thy filmed eyes
The cloud of cold mortality,
To find the real life and be
As are the children of the deep!
Be bold and dare the glorious leap,
Or to thy shame, go, slink again
Back to the narrow ways of men.”
So all these mocked me as I stood
Striving to wake because I feared the flood.
poem by Clive Staples Lewis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Related quotes
I Leap Too Deep
I try to walk,
talk,
but i go stuck.
And then i leap.
Leap,
deep.
Leap deeper.
Deep into the darkness
of her eyes.
Deep into her private
things.
With my wits,
i leap deep.
Deeper into the hidden
scenes of her heart.
Disaster.
I fought.
I Lost.
I sought,
but no way out.
Too deep.
No way out.
Now am stuck
in her deep thought.
poem by Enebeli Ifyprada
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
A Leap For Love
One who fears the heights
And another lone of heart
Struggled from isolation’s depths
Hoping to make a fresh start
One who always occupied
The same solitary spaces
Through a curious window found
Another who traveled to many places
One who never really searched
For a lifetime counterpart
Dared make a real connection with
One who knew more of Love’s Art
One who never tried, yet true
One who tried and lost a few
Steeled themselves as small steps they took
To precipice’s edge to risk a look
Two having weighed the risk
Of making promises to keep
Held hands and shared a smile
Then together took the leap
One and One became One
On Leap Year Day 2004
Instead of the separate Two
That they had been before
So if you are thinking of
Taking just such a leap
For the sake of sharing love
That’s both true and deep
On Leap Year Day in 2008
Leap, Leap, I say!
Leap! Marriage is great!
Leap! Leap! Leap!
Leap! Don’t hesitate!
poem by Mary Havran
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
About The Leap
A leap in the dark or a leap with eyes shut
Might prove right and a leap with awareness
Might prove wrong sometimes. However, the leap
With eyes open will imbue confidence.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Take The Leap
Take the leap
Fly with me if you're ready
Allow me to lead
Dance with me, sway with me
Could you let me in?
I want to take the leap
I truly wish to fly
You can lead, I will let you
I will allow you in
I'm just scared
You won't come to harm
I will hold you close
In a tight embrace
We can try to fly
Prove that you trust me
I trust you, I do
It's a fear of the leap
Of the effort, the goals
What if we don't make it?
I don't wish to die
We won't die, I promise
Come into my arms
We will dance and sway
Together
Forever
Just take the leap, mon chérie
Pour je t'aime
I love you
I will care for you
In life and death
Ma cœur
Then let us fly through the night
Two birds of a feather
Our wings trace circles through the sky
We fly as high as we may, or ‘til there is a barrier
For I love you too, my dear
poem by Gwenevere Cornwell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Panorama...
Thick veil of cloud.
And the forces of the mighty wind,
Colliding,
Bruising one and the other,
Like demons from ages, scarring the land.
For supreme authority-they battle,
For kingship of the sky...
With sudden activity, the foreground changes-
A new competitor, he joins along with an army of unending waters.
The rain.
Merciless, he drives away both...
Reigning supreme on the landscape.
Fog on the misty mountain road,
Just as thick as mystique.
See what you can,
For two feet ahead is all you will!
Afraid to step ahead
As fear of the unknown looms ever...
Half a step-just as half hearted.
A fluttering eyebrow,
Hands wringing,
The mind knits deep furrows on the forehead-
Thinking,
About where the it might fall?
A wrong step, a slipping stone,
A narrow bridge, a falling rock cone?
A deep abyss,
Or a valley with a mile long dropp maybe?
The fog is thick, no doubt.
But even thicker is the hide of adventure...
Step up-no fall is slick enough,
For fall you will into the curtain of wind!
Surf the world-
For noone will dare to stop you...
Puncture the silence of the dark abyss,
Tear it with speed-
A whole new world it is for exploring.
The fall grows-
Make it an endless one.
A freely dropping stone, never to stop for rest.
Ever lasting, the tranquility-
Spare the noise of rushing adrenaline,
Defying gravity,
And breaking the barrier of sound...
Jump onto the ledge and then another...
Until you find the bottom of the valley
The water leaps-like you did,
Exhilarating, eager to bring many more.
Raindrops love the mountain side,
They leap with added life
Back they go-to the ocean and
Come back with the first cloud...
Only to leap again.
Never noticed how curious the raindrops are?
Congratulation! You just started a waterfall!
Shimmering head lamps-blinded eyes...
The fog thins slightly.
A confident forward lunge,
With an unsure mind-nevertheless.
Because the fog still prevails...
Just another step closer,
To infinity, insanity, solace and serenity...
Just another step closer,
To your worst nightmare-
Staring out of the fog with bulbous yellow eyes...
Just another step closer,
To what you choose of the two.
Just another step closer,
That you need-to define you.
One step closer,
Not to life, but to living it...
Just one step.
poem by Ameya Sawadkar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Leap Of Faith
Words and music by michelle branch
One less call to answer,
Feeling full of despair,
Dont think I can get through it,
Just one last prayer.
*and its a leap of faith,
When you believe theres someone out there,
Its a leap of faith when you believe that someone cares, oh,
And when I call out to you,
Will you be right there,
Right there.
Searching for the answer,
Nobody seems to care,
Oh how I wish that you were here,
Beside me,
To wipe away my tears.
*and its a leap of faith,
When you believe theres someone out there,
Its a leap of faith when you believe that someone cares, oh,
And when I call out to you,
Will you be right there,
Right there.
Waiting for the answer,
Remembering times we would share,
Somehow I feel you here beside me,
Even though your not there.
*and its a leap of faith,
When you believe theres someone out there,
Its a leap of faith when you believe that someone cares, oh,
And when I call out to you,
Will you be right there-
Bridge:
Right there---
And Ill be waiting by the window for your smile to come through,
And Ill be waiting in the darkness when I call out to you,
And Ill remember when you told me,
I could trust in you-
*and its a leap of faith,
When you believe theres someone out there,
Its a leap of faith when you believe that someone cares, oh,
And when I call out to you,
Will you be right there-
Its a leap of faith,
And I believe that you are out there,
Its a leap of faith and I believe you truly care, oh,
And when I call out to you,
I know youll be right there,
Right there,
And its a leap of faith.
song performed by by Michelle Branch
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Living is a form of not being sure, not knowing what next or how. We guess. We may be wrong, but we take leap after leap in the dark.
quote by Agnes de Mille
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Living is a form of not being sure, not knowing what next or howWe guess. We may be wrong, but we take leap after leap in the dark.
quote by Agnes de Mille
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Living is a form of not being sure, not knowing what next or how. The moment you know how, you begin to die a little. The artist never entirely knows, We guess. We may be wrong, but we take leap after leap in the dark.
quote by Agnes de Mille
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Lullaby-Little Little Let Sleep Leap
Lullaby-Little Little Let Sleep Leap
Let sleep leap little little,
Let sleep leap brittle brittle.
Little little let sleep leap,
Light of candle shinning deep.
Let not fight dear for mere pillow,
“Look I sing a lullaby then you follow”.
Lauded Dadi patting hands on Pomu’s head.
Long bell rang ten Dadi quickly arranged the bed.
Little little let sleep leap,
A King was there who liked sleep.
At ten even he was lost in his dream.
Was so fond of milk, butter and ice cream.
Always was angry on Queen for breaking sleep;
Who smiled giggled and mimicked in his fairy trip.
Lttle little let sleep leap,
Once the Queen played a trick.
Snored so loud as his belly dance.
She sneaked to bath room mild tense.
Before He rises She must finish her job;
Neither Her idea would become a big flop.
Little little let sleep leap,
Fetch a mug of water to drip.
King then frowned getting soaked;
Shouted so loud feeling the chilly red.
“How dare you throw? ” He spitted venom.
Poor Queen fearful stood by him silent and dumb.
Lttle little let sleep leap,
She saw a lizard on roof top;
Pointed at the sinner in tearful eye.
The King then told her no need to cry.
Scared Queen then told him to take a bath.
The King was cleaned bowled by his own wrath.
Little little let sleep leap,
Let Bless my child as the night dip!
Last Queen then smiled at mighty King.
Long he leapt to the tub for mere silly thing.
Lazy was King indeed really a very bad habit;
Lay my gold-son Pomu is neither King nor the rabbit.
Let sleep leap little little
Let sleep leap brittle brittle
Tuna Biswal
INDIA
poem by Tuna Biswal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
No one else in our family was a professional musician so this took an enormous leap of faith on their part.
quote by Tony Visconti
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Save Your Generation
[Originally by Jawbreaker]
I have a present,
It is a present,
You'll have to learn to find it within you,
If you could learn,
To love it you just might like it,
You cant live without it,
Theres a million open windows,
Passing these opened windows,
Passing these opened windows,
Whaoh, Whaoh, Whaoh [x2]
There is plenty,
To critice,
It gets so easy to narrow these eyes,
But these eyes will stay wide,
I will stay young,
Young and dumb inside,
I had just begun,
To forget my lines,
Your a punk and Im tellin everyone
You could save yourself,
you could save us all,
Go on living, prove us wrong,
Your leap of faith,
Could be a well - timed smile,
Survival never goes out of style,
I have a message: save your generation,
We're killing each other by sleeping in,
Finnegan, begin again,
This one can be won,
One can become two,
Two can pick and choose,
You could be the first,
You could save yourself,
you could save us all,
Go on living, prove us wrong,
Your leap of faith,
Could be a well - timed smile,
Survival never goes out of style,
You have to learn to learn from your mistakes,
You can afford to lose a little face,
The things you break,
Some can't be replaced,
A simple rule: every day be sure you wake,
You could save yourself,
you could save us all,
Go on living, prove us wrong,
Your leap of faith,
Could be a well - timed smile,
Survival never goes out of style.
song performed by by Fall Out Boy
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Song Called Children
Children playing in a park with a ball, teddy bears,and dolls if you watch them
Very close then you see theres a love for all dancing through the light music
Only they can hear they can close their eyes knowing theres nothing to fear
They cant see a thing whistle through the trees cos they are still children
They are still children
Now their time has come and gone they are grown all to soon it seems children
In their land and dreams dancing through the light music that only they can
Hear they can close their eyes and know theres nothing to fear I wish that
Time stood still so they would never feel the pain of not being children I wish
That time stood still so they would never feel I wish that time stood still
song performed by by Cher
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
White Canvas
Stories are painted
In lines on your face
Misunderstandings
And little mistakes
A chance to start over
Is all that it takes
You know if you do
Your life is a canvas
The colors are you
Follow me out
Follow me 'round
Let's make the road up as we go along
Just as we planned
You want to believe it
You know that it's true
Your life is a canvas
The colors are you
You cannot erase them
The words that were said
Just paint them over
Inside of your head
All that is needed
You know you must make
One leap of faith
Everything else will fall into place
Follow me out
Follow me 'round
Let's make it up and go back
To where it began
All that is needed
Is one leap of faith
Everything else will fall into place
Anywhere you'll ever go
Everyone you'll ever know
You may never find it
Everyone you'll ever see
Anyone you choose to be
How you look will decide
How you look will decide what you see
Follow the moon
Follow the sun
Let's make a deal this time
To stay with the plan
All that is needed is one leap of faith
Everything else will fall into place
Everything else will fall into place
Stories are painted
In the lines of your face...
song performed by by A-Ha
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
The World’s Doing
ONE scarce would think that we can be the same
Who used, in those first childish Junes, to creep
With held breath through the underwood, and leap
Outside into the sun. Since this mine aim
Took me unto itself, the joy which came
Into my eyes at once sits hushed and deep;
Nor even the sorrow moans, but falls asleep
And has ill dreams. For you—your very name
Seems altered in mine ears, and cannot send
Heat through my heart, as in those days afar
Wherein we lived indeed with the real life.
Yet why should we feel shame, my dear sweet friend?
Are they most honoured who without a scar
Pace forth, all trim and fresh, from the splashed strife?
poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
In Wait!
Your arms are warm wrapped around my body
Your breath, sweet, lazily it wafts over my face
I can feel your chest rise and fall next to mine
Your hair and eyes shine brightly in the dark
As I close my eyes to dream off
I wake in this dark room to find I left the dream behind
The cold air from the window swings its fanged head and bites at my exposures
To think, you were just here
Not a memory but a dream, a wish, my wish
To have that dream in reality
Given two or four years time
That dream will be real
For now I live in a real nightmare until the sun comes
Due to the darkness and lone dreamer
It is hard to find comfort and return to a calm sleep
As thoughts of you press hard on my mind and sway thus
It only deepens the wounded thought that I must wait hours to see you
Hours to hold and years to fulfill that dream
For now I shall dream and dwell upon them
Because dreams give me insight to the future
Let it be a De’javu.
poem by Ryan Collins
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
The Real Men
A real man,
Who draws his breath from life itself,
Meets another man; both are wildly clad,
Looking around for wealth.
Business sounds like music,
For both are wildly clad,
Life rings with mirth and joy,
As musical syndromes fill the air.
They chatter with delight,
With never ending music,
Beneath them are their henchmen
That are trampled by their song.
For real men, what are they thinking?
The song to sing is delightful
But short-living, as the henchmen
Are taken all-of-a-sudden.
Much is to please, for these really real men,
Who leap from the ground
With their riches and sound
Yet laws are retorted by them.
And so the songs are replayed
In the form of drama,
But no one attends the play
That they have erected for the show.
poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Behind Green Eyes
You say her eyes are so bright and green
peircing you, your interested in whats within those green eyes
I look hard, deep into the mirror, I see them and they are not so clear
You may see lightness but within them there is darkness
Your daring her to jump, to take that leap
Knowing there will be troubles the she shall meet
You want her to live a fairy tale
Well she have something of a tall tell tale
Once was a girl so innocent and oh so sweet
She reached for a star, only to get burned that left a horrid scar
many cannot see
behind those green green, that looks so sweet
deep within them she is troubled and she weeps
For the star that burned her left a deep imprint of whats really out there
now very rarley she sees a bright brillant star
she hardly looks up for if she does she knows the troubles she shall meet
dare she to dream, dare she to take that gaint leap
there is a garuntee she will kick and scream
behind those green eyes is something you do not want to see
but maybe one day she shall be free
poem by Ashley Dowdy
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 01: As evening falls
As evening falls,
And the yellow lights leap one by one
Along high walls;
And along black streets that glisten as if with rain,
The muted city seems
Like one in a restless sleep, who lies and dreams
Of vague desires, and memories, and half-forgotten pain . . .
Along dark veins, like lights the quick dreams run,
Flash, are extinguished, flash again,
To mingle and glow at last in the enormous brain
And die away . . .
As evening falls,
A dream dissolves these insubstantial walls,—
A myriad secretly gliding lights lie bare . . .
The lovers rise, the harlot combs her hair,
The dead man's face grows blue in the dizzy lamplight,
The watchman climbs the stair . . .
The bank defaulter leers at a chaos of figures,
And runs among them, and is beaten down;
The sick man coughs and hears the chisels ringing;
The tired clown
Sees the enormous crowd, a million faces,
Motionless in their places,
Ready to laugh, and seize, and crush and tear . . .
The dancer smooths her hair,
Laces her golden slippers, and runs through the door
To dance once more,
Hearing swift music like an enchantment rise,
Feeling the praise of a thousand eyes.
As darkness falls
The walls grow luminous and warm, the walls
Tremble and glow with the lives within them moving,
Moving like music, secret and rich and warm.
How shall we live tonight? Where shall we turn?
To what new light or darkness yearn?
A thousand winding stairs lead down before us;
And one by one in myriads we descend
By lamplit flowered walls, long balustrades,
Through half-lit halls which reach no end.
poem by Conrad Potter Aiken
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Barabas
Something is changing
Growing in your mind
Cant do a thing about it
Living in normal life - barabas
Cant remember the first light
Must have been something enormous
I would give anything to travel into time
Barabas ....
Must have been something enormous,
Something enormous, something enormous
I would give anything to travel into time
song performed by by Hooverphonic
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!