Tis The Set Of The Sail -- Or -- One Ship Sails East
But to every mind there openeth,
A way, and way, and away,
A high soul climbs the highway,
And the low soul gropes the low,
And in between on the misty flats,
The rest drift to and fro.
But to every man there openeth,
A high way and a low,
And every mind decideth,
The way his soul shall go.
One ship sails East,
And another West,
By the self-same winds that blow,
'Tis the set of the sails
And not the gales,
That tells the way we go.
Like the winds of the sea
Are the waves of time,
As we journey along through life,
'Tis the set of the soul,
That determines the goal,
And not the calm or the strife.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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The Winds of Fate
One ship drives east and another drives west
With the selfsame winds that blow.
Tis the set of the sails
And not the gales
Which tells us the way to go.
Like the winds of the seas are the ways of fate,
As we voyage along through the life:
Tis the set of a soul
That decides its goal,
And not the calm or the strife.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox from World Voices
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One ship drives east and other drives west by the same winds that blow. It's the set of the sails and not the gales that determines the way they go.
quote by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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The Merchant
Where sails the ship?--It leads the Tyrian forth
For the rich amber of the liberal north.
Be kind, ye seas--winds, lend your gentlest wing,
May in each creek sweet wells restoring spring!--
To you, ye gods, belong the merchant!--o'er
The waves his sails the wide world's goods explore;
And, all the while, wherever waft the gales
The wide world's good sails with him as he sails!
poem by Friedrich Schiller
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At Best
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The faithful helm commands the keel,
From port to port fair breezes blow;
But the ship must sail the convex sea,
Nor may she straighter go.
So, man to man; in fair accord,
On thought and will the winds may wait;
But the world will bend the passing word,
Though its shortest course be straight.
From soul to soul the shortest line
At best will bended be:
The ship that holds the straightest course
Still sails the convex sea.
o
poem by John Boyle O'Reilly
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Captain Of Your Soul
Are you captain of your soul
that lives with you and makes you whole?
Or are there mutineers tearing at you,
attacking you so your soul can't get through?
If you steer your ship with your soul at the wheel
all of your voyages will keep an even keel.
You will not falter during stormy seas.
For your soul will keep your ship at ease.
It will guide you safely to distant shores.
It will keep you dry whenever rain pours.
For as the captain of your soul you'll find
you will leave the fierce winds all behind.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Amidst, amidst
Amidst, amidst
Amidst the waves
The ocean-waves that sparkle on the pilot sea
And glisten in the night to dancing forms
Of elfin size in silent prancing lost.
Aloft, aloft
My soul I have let go
That it may find at last
Its home, the yearning-prize
Wherein it must go now:
The ocean-sea that sparkles in the night.
I hear the chains cut
I hear the pains fall
I hear my dress of breath
Fall in the channel sea, beyond the straits
Where the wide Ocean beckons and awaits:
Where the wide night yet sparkles full as day
Where the dawn riseth from its eastern cave
Where beauty surfeits by excess of love:
Where the Good rests and stays
My soul will sail.
And from the triad of rocks that menacing
Stands in the ocean path
The sirens sing their lay.
Yet the night shines and there is light
The soul sails on, the siren-song by-passed
Withers and loses in the ocean’s vast.
The breezes blow, the breezes blow my face.
And the soul sails, still sails this night.
poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
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Santa Ana Winds
Here in sothern california there is a weather condition known as the
Santa ana winds.
Fire wind oh desert wind
She was born in a desert breeze
And wind her way
Through canyon way
From the desert to the silvery sea
In every direction
See the perfection
And see the san gabriel mountain scene
Santa ana winds keep blowin across my eyes
Santa ana winds keep blowin across my eyes
Fill my sails
Oh desert wind
And hold the waves high for me
Then I will come
And test my skill
Where the santa ana winds blow free
In waves of elation
My part of creation
Becoming one with the boundless sea
Santa ana winds keep blowin across my eyes
Santa ana winds keep blowin across my eyes
I am the wind
Oh desert wind
On my pilgrimage to the sea
I will prevail
I will not fail
To bring life into humanity
My song is creation
(? ? ? )the nation
Whispering the wisdom and its purity
Santa ana winds keep blowin across my eyes
Santa ana winds keep blowin across my eyes
Santa ana winds keep blowin across my eyes
Santa ana winds keep blowin across my eyes
Santa ana winds...
song performed by by Beach Boys
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My other Talent –Poesy
God is to me very kind;
To His tenets, I always bind;
My Poetry is but His gift!
My soul from Him can’t shift
Yet, peace of mind gets disturbed oft,
In search of worldly pleasures loft;
In vain, I seek them, time is lost;
And soul remains sin-cast.
My foes and woes trouble me much;
Sometimes, I feel I am a wretch!
And when I search my mind again,
God helps me solace regain.
My Poesy has made me fit;
My body, mind, soul bit by bit;
I talk with God who guides me right;
He tells me what’s wrong, correct.
With time, my soul regains due course;
My Poetry, my sin absolves;
Immersed in it, I find great peace,
Of mind and I am at ease.
Thoughts divine in me prevail;
My ship of Poesy sets sail;
It is an unchartered voyage;
That’s safe with God’s message.
God is my beacon and compass!
Invisible Captain of my ship;
I am the driver, novice,
‘Tis my maiden voyage.
My heart is full of confidence;
Impermanent’s my residence;
The weather lovely, calm for now;
My ship is on the move somehow!
poem by John Celes
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Would that the winds might only blow
As they blew in the golden long ago--!
Laden with odors of Orient isles
Where ever and ever the sunshine smiles,
And the bright sands blend with the shady trees,
And the lotus blooms in the midst of these.
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Warm winds won from the midland vales
To where the tress of the Siren trails
O'er the flossy tip of the mountain phlox
And the bare limbs twined in the crested rocks,
High above as the seagulls flap
Their lopping wings at the thunder-clap.
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Ah! That the winds might rise and blow
The great surge up from the port below,
Bloating the sad, lank, silken sails
Of the Argo out with the swift, sweet gales
That blew from Colchis when Jason had
His love's full will and his heart was glad--
When Medea's voice was soft and low.
Ah! That the winds might rise and blow!
poem by James Whitcomb Riley
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My Ships
If all the ships I have at sea
Should come a-sailing home to me,
From sunny lands, and lands of cold,
Ah well! the harbor could not hold
So many sails as there would be
If all my ships came in from sea.
If half my ships came home from sea,
And brought their precious freight to me,
Ah, well! I should have wealth as great
As any king who sits in state,
So rich the treasures that would be
In half my ships now at sea.
If just one ship I have at sea
Should come a-sailing home to me,
Ah well! the storm clouds then might frown,
For if the others all went down
Still rich and proud and glad I’d be,
If that one ship came back to me.
If that one ship were down at sea,
And all the others came to me,
Weighed down with gems and wealth untold,
With glory, honor, riches, gold,
The poorest soul on earth I’d be
If that one ship came not to me.
O skies be calm! O winds blow free--
Blow all my ships safe home to me.
But if thou sendest some awrack
To never more come sailing back,
Send any--all that skim the sea--
But bring my love-ship home to me.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Which Comes First
when two people get married
is it a marriage of Body and Mind?
or is it a marriage of Heart and Soul?
and which one comes first?
SOMETHING TO PONDER!
what did i feel when i proposed?
my Body: told me that i ached for
the joining together, and sexual fulfillment.
my Mind: told me that i wanted to be
with her for the rest of my life.
my Heart: felt empty without her.
my Soul: soared to the highest height
to see all that could be given and achieved.
when i first saw you my Heart stood still
like on a roller coaster going down
and feeling the thrill.
and as that thrill rose, my Soul climbed high above
to show me this beautiful love.
this love so strong that it consumed my Body and Mind.
that it took me to 'the end of time'.
so for me which came first, as you can
plainly see, Heart and Soul was the one for me.
i give you my Heart- and all it contains
for without you, my life will never be the same.
i give you my Soul-for that is the other part
that i have to give
for without a Soul we can not live.
i give you my Mind- for your love to control
for it protects my Heart and Soul.
i give you my Body-
which is an empty shell
for without your love, i'm in living hell.
these are the four parts of this mere man
and i give it to you, for that's my plan.
i would take the human sufferings of
torture, pain and defeat
as long as i know your love i'll keep.
'YOU ARE LIFE' and all that it holds
Body, Mind, Heart and Soul.
take me as you would a breath of air
and my life with you i will share.
I THINK THE ANSWER THAT I HAVE GIVEN
SHOWS THAT LIFE IS WORTH LIVING.
poem by Louis Rams
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I Learned My Literature As Myself
I learned my Literature as myself-
Kafka was my soul
In the days of my early anxiety-
Joyce was my soul
Also in literary striving -
Wordsworth my soul in calm and love of nature-
Salinger my soul
Bellow my soul
Singer my soul
Soul after soul
But when I came to write
Near the end
After all the meaning
I and all the other souls together conspired
A voice perhaps my own?
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Drift Away
Day after day Im more confused
Still I look for the sun through the pouring rain
You know thats a game that I hate to lose
And Im feeling the strain
Aint it a shame
Give me the beat boys and free my soul
I want to get lost in your rock and roll and drift away
Give me the beat boys and free my soul
I want to get lost in your rock and roll and drift away
Beginning to think that Im wasting time
I dont understand the things I do
World outside looks so unkind
And Im counting on you to carry me through
Oh give me the beat boys and free my soul
I want to get lost in your rock and roll and drift away
I said give me the beat boys and free my soul
I want to get lost in your rock and roll and drift away
When my mind is free
You know that a melody can move me
And when Im feeling blue
The guitars coming through to soothe me
Thanks for the joy that youve given me
I want you to know I believe in your song
Rhythm and rhyme and harmony
Youve helped me along making me strong
Oh give me the beat boys and free my soul
I want to get lost in your rock and roll and drift away
I said give me the beat boys and free my soul
I want to get lost in your rock and roll and drift away
Give me the beat boys and free my soul
I want to get lost in your rock and roll and drift away all right
I said give me the beat boys and free my soul
(oh now its time to come on and free my soul)
I want to get lost in your rock and roll and drift away
(were gonna drift away)
Why dont you give me the beat boys and free my soul
(take me, take me, take me away)
I want to get lost in your rock and roll and drift away
(oh)
I said give me the beat boys and free my soul
I want to get lost in your rock and roll and drift away
song performed by by Indigo Girls
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Praise, Thank and Pray to God
“Wake up, my soul;
’Tis time to shed
your every sin,
And fill yourself
with grace of God,
And run towards
your goal- Heaven! ”
The love of God is constant;
He helps all those who call;
And never mind if you’re sinner;
God’s kindness rescues all!
God loves the righteous, most of all;
He hates all wicked hearts;
He sends rivers to parched-up lands,
And deserts green become.
God ignores not the ship, in storm
With crew, caught in high seas;
He hears their pleas and calms the waves;
Ship’s back to port safely!
A criminal big, if you still be,
And life has turned gloomy;
Just pray to God, He’ll surely come:
Break shackles, make you free!
God’s love for man is so immense;
He forgives every sin;
That’s why He gave His only Son
Jesus, to die on cross.
God’s love for man is infinite;
In His ‘furnace-heart’, love burns;
Praise Him for His marvelous works;
Praise, Thank and pray to Him.
“Wake up, my soul;
’Tis time to shed
your every sin,
And fill yourself
with grace of God,
And run towards
your goal- Heaven! ”
Copyright by Dr John Celes 4-13-2008
poem by John Celes
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Voyage of the Mind
Imagination is the infinite place
The soul is the vehicle of a dream
The mind is the engine of the soul
Doomed at the rotunda of darkness
The wicked flesh longed to retire
For its greed of satisfaction
The mind ignited to its journey
Dream came along to its grandeur
Engrossed by the replica of wishes
Adjourned by the muster of the soul
So the voyage of the mind continues
Its destination is beyond imagination
That only soul and dream can capture
But when awakened by a nightmare
The soul returns to the flesh
With the breaking in of a day dream
The voyage of the mind still remains
poem by Efren Petalver Carranza
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Riding Through The Storm
The winds of life will blow
Theyre sure to come and go
They meet me at a time when Im calm and feeling fine
But the captain of my soul is always on board
He rocks me in his arms
While Im riding through the storm
While riding through the storm
Jesus hold me in his arms
And I am not afraid of the stormy winds and the rains
Although clouds become high
Jesus holds me while I ride
I find safety in the masters arms
While Im riding through a storm
I have no fear on the raging sea
Knowing jesus is there for me
He can speak to the winds and the wave
And make them behave
All powers in his hand
On sea or dry land
I find safety in my masters arms
While Im riding through a storm
Riding through a storm
song performed by by Donna Summer
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Aboard At A Ship's Helm
ABOARD, at a ship's helm,
A young steersman, steering with care.
A bell through fog on a sea-coast dolefully ringing,
An ocean-bell--O a warning bell, rock'd by the waves.
O you give good notice indeed, you bell by the sea-reefs ringing,
Ringing, ringing, to warn the ship from its wreck-place.
For, as on the alert, O steersman, you mind the bell's admonition,
The bows turn,--the freighted ship, tacking, speeds away under her
gray sails,
The beautiful and noble ship, with all her precious wealth, speeds
away gaily and safe.
But O the ship, the immortal ship! O ship aboard the ship! 10
O ship of the body--ship of the soul--voyaging, voyaging, voyaging.
poem by Walt Whitman
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From Zero to Zero
O soul of my
You say a lot about the goodness
You say many things about ugliness
So where are you supposed to be?
O soul of my
You say a lot of reasons for doing a good
You say a lot of reasons to shy away from ugliness
So which one have you done?
O soul of my
You must know that the mind is the commander who determines a person's good-bad
You must know that the reason that encourage people to do something in this world
Could then you are always aware of the passions that every time it comes flirting?
O soul of my
Weep for all your iniquities
Be thankful for each 'point' your kindness and sincerity
and
Always remember the Lord thy God..
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Until Forever's Gone
Sometimes I wonder if you know
Just how deep my feelings go
Im not sure I tell you enough
How lost Id be without your love.
I often hurry through the day
Never stopping long enough to say
How much you really mean to me
So Ill tell you with no uncertainty.
With all my heart, with all my soul
I will love you til the winds dont blow
Until the oceans turn to stone
I am yours and yours alone
My love is forever until forevers gone.
Please, forgive me if sometimes
Life comes between your heart and mine
When it appears Ive shut you out
Remember this, youre all that really counts.
With all my heart, with all my soul
I will love you til the winds dont blow
Until the oceans turn to stone
I am yours and yours alone
My love is forever until forevers gone.
Sometimes I let this old world
Get in my way, when I do,
The thought of you gets me through the day.
With all my heart, with all my soul
I will love you til the winds dont blow
Until the oceans turn to stone
I am yours and yours alone
My love is forever until forevers gone...
song performed by by Kenny Rogers
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Impetus [Avânt]
As ships on the wide sea stop quickly for a while
Whenever the wind drops and sails perched on the mast
Hang down in calm repose under the moon's big smile,
But the bright silver rays in vain on them are cast;
As violin curbs its sound when strings too loose do lie
And hardly one can hear, as if he's fast asleep,
Nice and delightful notes, which fly above or die,
And all pervade the mind and their sweet charm is deep;
So in the griefs of life the poet cannot write,
His heart is in great pain and blood flows down his chest,
Dislikes the things around, deems nothing is all right,
And in his frozen soul all feelings are at rest.
The same is with the sailor aboard the ship that stopped,..
When the big boat was swimming to rise high he could dare,
The water reflects gently his lifeless looks that dropped
In its amazing mirror that stretches everywhere.
Those moments are so sad! Because beneath the stars
The poet's injured heart will quickly fall asleep
Like the majestic sea, but it is full of scars,
Because regret and hope can't sing in him, down deep.
But, as when calm dispels and breeze will blow instead
And suddenly the ship will tremble on the waves,
And its inflated sails will carry it ahead
Like if it were a steed which for free rein then craves;
So when the inspiration abruptly rise and shines
And unseen wings will carry them all up in the sky,
Will reappear on paper the ribbons of sweet lines,
And out of heavy body the soul begins to fly.
Lyrism and satire will play on his wide brow
Like thunders thrown by God down here with so much art,
And he, a novel Moses, will climb the mountain now
To plant some other laws inside the human heart.
No matter that behind is so much spite and hate
He laughs when evil men say words of him malign,
So high he aims and, lo, he is so bold and great,
That everything encircles: be earthly or divine!
And harmony he sees in all the worlds that live,
He penetrates the dark of the eternal All;
How matter boils he finds and passes through the sieve,
To follow in the depths the comets that will fall;
The science's frontiers he always will defy...
The atoms come to life, he feels them living there...
He hears when they are glad or when they wail and cry
In their eternal dance performed with so much care.
Among the people comes and knows to soothe them all,
His song will overflow and like the hyssop's bud,
Will clean and wash away the passions that enthrall...
Offense cannot afflict him, he's not afraid of flood;
Feels pity for all those whose soul will surely die,
The tyrant stops at once when with his whip is struck,
But, woe! He who will live forever in the sky
In life has got no bread, no chance and no good luck.
poem by Alexandru Macedonski, translated by Octavian Cocoş
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