Creativity And Illusions...
in the most noisy world
you can close your ears
and the sights you see
can have your own music from your soul
you can choose
what to hear and you can also pretend about what to see
or feel
you started doing this a long time ago
on that day when the birds of dawn broke their wings
when the light from the moon bent a little to have the illusion
of quiet, too early to learn
how is it to be a dove amidst the bats
how is it to be a lamb around the foxes
the world since then has become one big square
and then you create a scene: a green river flowing inside the forest
singing like a maiden
nude as she arranges her black hair
long enough to cover her breasts... and then
you place a man along the banks
paddling a boat towards her nipples
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Misty River
This morning
Me in this Misty River
All the happiness
I am feeling inside myself
Misty River
The mist is coming
From this Misty River
There are clouds
In the sky
And the mist
Is caused by the condensation
Of the heat mixed in the cold water
Misty River
I am in a fishing boat
That boat is moving slowly in this
Misty river
It is early in the morning
I am eating my breakfast in the fishing boat in the middle of this
Misty River
I hear the birds singing early in the morning
In this Misty River
There must be trees because the sound of the birds is coming from the Branches
Misty River
So peaceful
It looks so different with the mist
No one is around but me
With my fishing boat
And the beautiful sound of the birds
It is so nice
To have a place to come to
Where I can
Hear the sound of the birds
And be left alone
With no one disturbing me
Misty River
This is my special place
And by afternoon
No clouds I will see
The birds are beautiful
Their song is just beautiful like mother nature intended it to be
If nobody else appreciates this Misty River
I do
Misty River
I will die for you
Misty River
I will shed my tears for you
I have been coming here for so long now
Misty River
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Stop Is Such A Taboo In The World Of Inspiration
in the world of inspiration where
the fireworks come like an everyday feast
in the world of colors like dusk and twilight
and summer nights and auroras of the stars
and the silvery moon sliding on the shiny river,
the word 'stop' is a taboo, for in the world of imagination
where everything comes and goes
like the snap of a finger or the blink of an eye
the world is a long, and wide, and winding river
without banks and ends
with a mouth always opening to the sea beyond this horizon
where everything that floats and swims along with it
is taken and made a part of the beautiful world
of sights and sounds
and space and sense
in my world there is only the ceaseless flow of freedom
of thought, no one stops me
i may rest for a while and take a look at something that catches
my attention like the burst of red oranges in the sky
and too,
like that creature
that person that takes a mutual look
once in a while, a pause,
a comma, a hyphen
but then, i am back to the world of the river
the world of clauses and dashes,
flowing, floating, flowering
forever flowing, unstopping, unceasing, always going and going
and on and on and on, to the flowing waters of the soul.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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White Dove
Music :presser, adamis, rudolf schenker
Lyrics:klaus meine
A place without a name
Under a burning sky
Theres no milk and honey here
In the land of god
Someone holds a sign
It says we are human, too
And while the sun goes down
The world goes by
White dove
Fly with the wind
Take our hope under your wings
For the world to know
That hope will not die
Where the children cry
Waves, big like a house
Theyre stranded on a piece of wood
To leave it all behind
To start again
But instead of a new life
All they find is a door thats closed
And they keep looking for
A place called hope
White dove
Fly with the wind
Take our hope under your wings
For the world to know
That hope will not die
Where the children cry
Na na
Na na na na
Na na na na na na na na
Na na
Na na na na
Na na na na na
Can anyone tell me why (can anyone tell me why)
The children of the world (the children of the world)
Have to pay the price (pay another price)
And now your telling me
Youve seen it all before
I know thats right but still
It breaks my heart
Well, the golden lamb we sent
Makes us feel better now
But you know its just a drop
In a sea of tears
White dove
Fly with the wind
Take our hope under your wings
For the world to know
That hope will not die
Where the children cry
White dove
Fly with the wind
Take our hope under your wings
For the world to know
That hope will not die
Where the children cry
Na na
Na na na na
Na na na na na na na na
Na na
Na na na na
Na na na na na
...
song performed by by Scorpions
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It's a river
When the time keeps passing and the world goes round
and the sea is crashing at the cliffs and the sounds
erupting as the seabirds cry, you can watch the river
as the time goes by
And it's like it's holy and it can be hell
and you feel so lonely and you fear the smell
of the guns that fire then you see the light
of a rainbow dawning and you realise
that the river's flowing as the time goes by
And you met the people and you knew them well
and you said you loved them and you rang the bell
in the tree of life you watched them grow
and the world is turning as the river flows
The earth smells good and the sky turns gold
when the birds are singing and you bless the old
you can kiss your woman and it feels so right
as you touch the river as the time goes by
As you stand barefoot upon the morning shore
and you feel the centuries of death and war
and the wind is biting and it tears your skin
and the river's flowing where its always been
And the river washes and the river's clean
and the soul remembers where the river's been
as you watch it tumble and you watch it flow
your life's a river now you know, now you know
your life's a river now you know.
poem by Charles M. Moore
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Close To You
( the carpenters )
Why do birds suddenly appear
Everytime you are near?
Just like me, they long to be
Close to you...
Why do stars fall off from the sky
Everytime you walk by?
Just like me, they long to be,
Close to you...
On the day that you were born
The angels got together
They decided to create a dream come true
So they sprinkled moon dust in your hair
And put a starlight in your eyes so blue
That is why all the girls in town
Follow you, all around
Just like me, they long to be
Close to you...
Just like me, they long to be
Close to you....
Just like me, they long to be
Close to you....
Aah...
Close to you....
song performed by by Cranberries
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Juliana....
on early morning
she walks down the river
leaving all her
coverings on the grass
she wades in the water
naked
as the bamboo trees
bend with the wind
paying homage to her
raw beauty
she plunges into the
cool waters of the river
and the river
takes joy of her body
then she rises
as water drips on her breasts
giving way to her
nipples
as the water cascades down
her abdomen
to her legs
Juliana, the mountain beauty
once i have seen her
under the moon amidst
the trees in the forest
and the virgin hills.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Forever in My Dreams
Close to the morning hours before I awaken,
I find myself looking outside of the window of my dreams-
Sometimes amidst the bleak darkness, the full moon is rising above the treetops,
Stars are seemingly cascading behind mountains of far away places-
I hear footsteps faintly passing by, perhaps down the hallway of my fantasies-
Slowly my eyes would open and I find myself
Looking outside of the same window and
All I can see are shadows of trees that would be
Touching the sky within a figment of my imagination-
Close to the morning hours, close to the time that the world awakens,
I find myself lost in thought, disappearing into some other realm.
The full moon battles with the rising sun, stars shooting and seemingly cascading,
Saturn, Mars and Venus are dancing in rhythm to
The doleful and mystical song of the locusts screaming-
Inside the fortress of my thoughts,
I have made my home inside this kingdom in the sky-
In this place where the light of the moon is overpowered
By the rays of the early morning sun-
The colors of the sky are reborn- cyanotic blue and
Pearl-white clouds, seemingly tinted with gold,
Amidst the phantasmal waltz of my imagination,
I can hear voices familiar only to myself,
Shouting words that terrify and evoke moments of madness-
It has been said that reason can be affected by the light of the full moon
Before daybreak and I would ride bareback upon the tail of a shooting star
If I only could, as it would take me on a journey across the universe,
Perhaps to a safer place within this magical kingdom in the sky-
Close to the morning hours before I awaken,
I have lost myself inside a magnificent place of my own creation-
A place from which I would never leave if I could only wish upon a star-
This would be my utmost desire- as this lurid but dismal world
Into which I was born has not been kind to me-
As my memory becomes a vehicle traveling backward in time-
I can recall terrifying sights only I could see and threatening voices which
Only I could hear- within that moment that darkness transforms to dawn,
I find my spirit having been rudely snatched away from this place of my fondest reverie-
So I close my eyes and then I can see the stars once more, the moon and Saturn dancing-
And I begin to lose myself once again traveling across this pathway of my dreams-
Tears are falling from my eyes as they open because this vision can never become reality-
Tears would glisten with dewdrops upon the leaves upon the trees reflecting the
Early morning sunlight as I close my eyes once again and wish upon that star
As I would for always and forever in every passing thought…
poem by Claudia Krizay
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Black Flowing Hair, A Memory Of You
I see you leaning by a wall next door
Against an afternoon sun
And though it is your back that faces me
I know
From the beating of my heart
That it is you, Black-flowing-hair
I can smell you
In mint
And you shall be inside me
As I breathe
So I can live for another time
You are
My tallest tree
On top of the Sleeping-dragon-mountain
And I look up to you
Like my full moon one cold night
Untouched by my fingers
Black-flowing-hair
The world may not have found love in my eyes
As I have none to boost
Since I have given it to you
All of it
I shall find it
But shall not take it back
From you
Your shadow is my god
And it is only that I can touch
Without you knowing
The shadow
Of your
Back
My self-made god
Is enough life
I do not ask much
I cannot
You do not know me
There is no need
I only give myself
I do not have to take any
In return
Now I declare
I have found my place
In you
I have found myself
In you
I have found you
I am Mute-white-dove -sitting
On the breast of Black-flowing-hair
Touching the clouds
Holding the rainbow
Saving all the raindrops of my life.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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None too soon
The moon is shining through the mist
upon the bench where we first kissed.
So long ago, so long ago
I know you know how much you’re missed.
I must return from time to time
recalling happiness sublime.
So long ago, so long ago
Although we hadn’t got a dime.
Whilst you were here I was content
to make you happy my intent.
So long a go, so long ago.
My heart went with you when you went.
I know you did not choose to go
and leave me in this world of woe
So long ago, so long ago.
Your early death a hammer blow.
My turn will come I pray quite soon
I tell my secret to the moon
But she well knows, yes she well knows
My death will come as a great boon.
On wings of love I will soar high
towards the brightness in the sky
and none too soon yes none too soon
We’ll be together you and I.
9-Oct-07
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Mind Drive
(anderson/squire/white/howe/wakeman)
Dont forget to seek out the world
If you want to stay [stake out]
Your actions speak much louder than words
And you get to realize
Just as long as you have control
Holding the fire
Just as long as you can control
This point of your desire
Great days, it will all come to you [wait as it will ...]
Feel another future response [feel it as a...]
You get the heaven you like
You get the heaven
You get the heaven you need
You get to heaven now
Just as long as you bring the power
From the inside
Just as long as you hold the key
From the inside
Ascend and create
Ascend and create
Ascend and create
Ascension
They will bring you rain
They will move the sky
They will give you light
It will lift you long [it will live you long.]
To the eyes of child
To the song of songs
It will bring the moon
It will transfer you
Whole [home]
Pushing for the time to call
Dancing on the moon
Giving it out [digging it out]
In the night of nights
It will shine for you
With the wings of flight
It will make it through
To the eyes of child [through the eyes...]
And the test of song
It will comfort you
It will make you feel
Whole
Looking for the chance to call
Making the world
Independently
Whole
Watching for the place to run
Dancing, dancing, move
We will make it right
We will dance for you
On this night of nights
They will make it through
Through the eyes of child
And the wish you are
As the thought that comes
From a distant star
Whatever thoughts you have
Can become a new dream
For the perfect stance
Take you there and back again
And you believe you are
Independently whole
Waiting for the signs, whole [home]
Reaching for the farside show
Whole
Dancing for the moon
Dancing for the light
Whole
Pushing for the mind drive
Dancing for the hour [earth]
Dancing for the light
Whole
Dancing for the light
They will bring the rain
They will make it right
It will transfer you
Each and every night
With her wings of hope
They will cover you
They will make it right
They will shine for you
With the golden wings
Close around your soul
It will count for you
It will make you whole
To the eyes of child [through the eyes...]
And the song of songs
It will make you move
It will transfer you
And so it comes to this now
When you walk into the bliss that
Holds down the fire
As pleasure will divide [divine]
So close, so let your heart enter
Succumb and let your heart enter this [so come, and let...]
So close, and let yourself lose control
Heaven help the love that you send
Heaven has the love you send.
Reeeeeeeea _ llly [breathe]
Whole
Watching for the time to call
Dancing in the light
Making it right
Dancing
Dancing
Whole
Waiting for the signs
Whole [home]
Reaching for the sight to show
Whole
Independently
Whole
Pushing for the mind drive
Dancing on the out [earth]
Dancing in the light
They will bring the rain
They will shine the light
Understanding this
It can come tonight
For the love of love
And the answers, too
It begins with me
It begins with you
Whole
Wishing for the time to call
Looking for the sign
Making it right
Dancing
Dancing
Whole
Waiting for the time to call
Dancing in the harmless sun
Entering the mind drive
Dont forget to seek out the world
If you want to stake out
Actions speak much louder the words [than words]
And you get to realize
Just as long as you have control
Holding the fire
Just as long as you get to keep
This point of your desire
When tense, it will come to you [wait as it will come to you]
Fear of the future response [feel it as a future response]
You get the heaven you like
You get to heaven
You get the heaven you need
You get to heaven now
song performed by by Yes
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Mind Drive
(anderson/squire/white/howe/wakeman)
Dont forget to seek out the world
If you want to stay [stake out]
Your actions speak much louder than words
And you get to realize
Just as long as you have control
Holding the fire
Just as long as you can control
This point of your desire
Great days, it will all come to you [wait as it will ...]
Feel another future response [feel it as a...]
You get the heaven you like
You get the heaven
You get the heaven you need
You get to heaven now
Just as long as you bring the power
From the inside
Just as long as you hold the key
From the inside
Ascend and create
Ascend and create
Ascend and create
Ascension
They will bring you rain
They will move the sky
They will give you light
It will lift you long [it will live you long.]
To the eyes of child
To the song of songs
It will bring the moon
It will transfer you
Whole [home]
Pushing for the time to call
Dancing on the moon
Giving it out [digging it out]
In the night of nights
It will shine for you
With the wings of flight
It will make it through
To the eyes of child [through the eyes...]
And the test of song
It will comfort you
It will make you feel
Whole
Looking for the chance to call
Making the world
Independently
Whole
Watching for the place to run
Dancing, dancing, move
We will make it right
We will dance for you
On this night of nights
They will make it through
Through the eyes of child
And the wish you are
As the thought that comes
From a distant star
Whatever thoughts you have
Can become a new dream
For the perfect stance
Take you there and back again
And you believe you are
Independently whole
Waiting for the signs, whole [home]
Reaching for the farside show
Whole
Dancing for the moon
Dancing for the light
Whole
Pushing for the mind drive
Dancing for the hour [earth]
Dancing for the light
Whole
Dancing for the light
They will bring the rain
They will make it right
It will transfer you
Each and every night
With her wings of hope
They will cover you
They will make it right
They will shine for you
With the golden wings
Close around your soul
It will count for you
It will make you whole
To the eyes of child [through the eyes...]
And the song of songs
It will make you move
It will transfer you
And so it comes to this now
When you walk into the bliss that
Holds down the fire
As pleasure will divide [divine]
So close, so let your heart enter
Succumb and let your heart enter this [so come, and let...]
So close, and let yourself lose control
Heaven help the love that you send
Heaven has the love you send.
Reeeeeeeea _ llly [breathe]
Whole
Watching for the time to call
Dancing in the light
Making it right
Dancing
Dancing
Whole
Waiting for the signs
Whole [home]
Reaching for the sight to show
Whole
Independently
Whole
Pushing for the mind drive
Dancing on the out [earth]
Dancing in the light
They will bring the rain
They will shine the light
Understanding this
It can come tonight
For the love of love
And the answers, too
It begins with me
It begins with you
Whole
Wishing for the time to call
Looking for the sign
Making it right
Dancing
Dancing
Whole
Waiting for the time to call
Dancing in the harmless sun
Entering the mind drive
Dont forget to seek out the world
If you want to stake out
Actions speak much louder the words [than words]
And you get to realize
Just as long as you have control
Holding the fire
Just as long as you get to keep
This point of your desire
When tense, it will come to you [wait as it will come to you]
Fear of the future response [feel it as a future response]
You get the heaven you like
You get to heaven
You get the heaven you need
You get to heaven now
song performed by by Yes
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How Do I Take You!
How do i take you?
Apollo's early laurel bough,
at the dawn of creativity!
What i might not do...
if the harsh blows of rough winds
with their sullen severity do try
to nullify you...!
What i might not wish...
when as tender buds your phrases bloom
and showers of praises come down
as a divine downpour
to vivify you...!
I leave my house-wife's cares,
and all professional clap-trap
at the feel of the sound
when sitting on the edge of the river of Fancy
you play your guitar
and fill the aura with your florid melodies
unending
waves upon waves come n drench your feet
and you keep on pouring forth your flowing soul...
at such moment
i just wish all the world to be all ears
to your rich music
to satisfy you...!
Whenever you long for peace n rest
may springs come and calm you,
morning sunrays warm you
stars come down and play with you
joys do enter tip-toe in your world...
do take my wish as it's for you...
How do i take you!
like a maiden dropp of pleasant rain
in the age-old barren desert of my life...!
you are my personal Kashmir...
i really wish to wage war with India
to occupy you...!
poem by Shahzia Batool
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The Landscape
Painter, painter paint a scene-
A dainty cottage on a mound,
In a forest beautiful.
Paint it white and ashen grey,
With a meadow surrounding,
Filled with grass, all green and mowed.
Paint arcading cedars few,
With a narrow winding road,
And hedges on either side.
Paint a teenager with bike,
Ready for a hiking trip,
In the forest adjacent.
Make the day dawn early when
Air is fresh and birds fly past,
In the search of early worms!
When the light shall fade by eve,
Let the eyes that pry within,
Sense the ghosts of beasts and men!
And an eerie silence fall,
Broken by weird shrieking sounds,
Shadow-play of setting sun!
Turning forest pitch-black till,
Bats and owls come out to look
For their prey, in dark profound!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-19-2007
poem by John Celes
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Am Radio
The VCR and the DVD
There wasn't none of that crap
Back in 1970
We didn't know about
A world wide web
It was a whole different game being played
Back when I was a kid
You wanna get down
In a cool way?
Just picture yourself on a beautiful day
With the big bell bottoms
And groovy long hair
Justa walking in style
With a portable CD player
No
No...you would listen
To the music on
The AM radio
Yeah...you could hear the music
The AM radio
Flashback to '72
Another summer in the neighborhood
Hanging out with nothing to do
Sometimes
We'd go driving around
In my sister's Pinto
Cruisin' with the windows rolled down
We'd listen to the radio station
We were too damn poor
To buy the 8 track tapes
There wasn't any good time
To want to be inside
My mom would want to watch that TV all night
I'd be in bed with the radio on
I would listen to it all night long
Just to hear my favorite song
You'd have to wait
But you could hear it
On the AM radio
Yeah...you could hear the music
On the AM radio
I can still hear mama say
"Boy...Turn that radio down!"
Things changed back in '75
We were all growing up
On the in
And the outside
We got in trouble with the police man
We got busted
Getting high
In the back of my friend's van
I remember 1977
I started going to concerts
And I saw the Led Zeppelin
I got a guitar
On a Christmas day
I dreamed that Jimmy Page
Would come to Santa Monica
And teach me to play
There isn't any other place that I need to go
There isn't anything that I need to know
That I did not learn from the radio
Yeah when things get stupid
And I just don't know
Where to find my happy
I listen to the music
From the AM radio
(You could hear the music
On the AM radio)
(You could hear the music
On the AM radio)
I like pop and I like soul
I like rock
But I never liked disco
(On the AM radio)
We like pop...We like soul
We like to rock
But we never liked disco
(On the AM radio)
I never liked disco...no I never liked disco
song performed by by Everclear
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Trinity
The crone presides, the mother serves.
The maiden’s waiting in the wings,
each holds she place that she deserves.
The Moon Goddess still pulls the strings.
The fates decide the time for change
then each moves on to higher things
The power structures re arrange.
The aged crone has earned her wings.
The mother then becomes the crone,
the maiden takes the mothers place.
The elders meet to choose the one.
The new maiden who will replace.
The maiden who is now mature.
She is selected carefully.
They must be absolutely sure.
She understands she is to be
untouched a virgin set apart
There is so much she needs to learn
enough to daunt the stoutest heart.
It is an honour she must earn.
The mother maiden and the crone.
Represent the Moon Goddess,
they act together as though one.
The Goddess’ wishes to express.
Each of them must serve their turn
as maiden, mother then as crone
and from their predecessor learn.
The secrets hitherto unknown.
26-Dec-07
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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So The Story Goes
I close my eyes
To the sound of the sky and I see
Birds in the trees in pastures green
Nothing to do
With the time or the place I perceive
The rush of the sea beneath my feet
Such a lovely world
Oh so magical
Precious like a pearl
Wrapped up in a shell
Build your house of stone
On a bed of sand
Time and tide will rise
Washing through your hands
Hear your heart
See the love
Feel the soul lift up
Hear your heart
See the love
Feel the soul lift up
I lift my eyes
To the sound in the sky and I hear it
A voice on the breeze is so serene
Nothing to do
With the time or the place but I feel it
Like dust on the moon beneath my feet
Such a lovely world
Oh so magical
So the story goes
Sing the madrigal
What a lovely world
Waxing lyrical
See the lies unfold
Hear the miracle
So the story goes...
The lies and the miracle unfold
song performed by by Erasure
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Lifetimes
You sit in silence
And the river answers
And I have loved you many, many years
I saw you standing by the wonderous river
And I have come today
To calm your fears
Those lifetimes
So many lifetimes
With you
The boatman singin far across the water
What is this feelin in my heart and soul
The nighttime angel spreads her wings around me
And I feel the sadness
And the river flows
Those lifetimes
So many lifetimes
With you
Listen to the music inside
That is all that you have to do
Listen to the music inside
Cant you hear what it says to you
And I shall get to know you
In these lifetimes
In awe and wonder
On down through the years
The nighttime angel spreads her wings around me
I feel the silence
And my doubts are cleared
Those lifetimes
So many lifetimes
With you
Listen to the music inside
That is all that you have to do
Listen to the music inside
Cant you hear what it says to you
Listen to the music inside
That is all that you have to do
Listen to the music inside
Cant you hear what it says to you
Fade
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Sonnet – Amidst
Amidst pitch -black darkness, God shows a light;
Amidst a Forest thick, He shows a way;
Amidst black clouds, He brings a moonlit night;
Amidst sorrows, God gives a happy day.
Amidst the desert, Oasis God shows;
Amidst the stormy Sea, He brings calm;
Amidst much strife, He opens newer doors;
Amidst much hopelessness, a helping palm.
Amidst tempest, God shows a bright light-house;
Amidst the glaciers, much sought-after peak;
Amidst our solitude, He gives a spouse;
Amidst the ravines deep, the lost lamb meek.
Amidst the chaos, God ushers new hope,
Amidst the gloom, He gives the church a Pope.
poem by John Celes
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Air Of Diabelli's
CALL it to mind, O my love.
Dear were your eyes as the day,
Bright as the day and the sky;
Like the stream of gold and the sky above,
Dear were your eyes in the grey.
We have lived, my love, O, we have lived, my love!
Now along the silent river, azure
Through the sky's inverted image,
Softly swam the boat that bore our love,
Swiftly ran the shallow of our love
Through the heaven's inverted image,
In the reedy mazes round the river.
See along the silent river,
See of old the lover's shallop steer.
Berried brake and reedy island,
Heaven below and only heaven above.
Through the sky's inverted image
Swiftly swam the boat that bore our love.
Berried brake and reedy island,
Mirrored flower and shallop gliding by.
All the earth and all the sky were ours,
Silent sat the wafted lovers,
Bound with grain and watched by all the sky,
Hand to hand and eye to . . . eye.
Days of April, airs of Eden,
Call to mind how bright the vanished angel hours,
Golden hours of evening,
When our boat drew homeward filled with flowers.
O darling, call them to mind; love the past, my love.
Days of April, airs of Eden.
How the glory died through golden hours,
And the shining moon arising;
How the boat drew homeward filled with flowers.
Age and winter close us slowly in.
Level river, cloudless heaven,
Islanded reed mazes, silver weirs;
How the silent boat with silver
Threads the inverted forest as she goes,
Broke the trembling green of mirrored trees.
O, remember, and remember
How the berries hung in garlands.
Still in the river see the shallop floats.
Hark! Chimes the falling oar.
Still in the mind
Hark to the song of the past!
Dream, and they pass in their dreams.
Those that loved of yore, O those that loved of yore!
Hark through the stillness, O darling, hark!
Through it all the ear of the mind
Knows the boat of love. Hark!
Chimes the falling oar.
O half in vain they grew old.
Now the halcyon days are over,
Age and winter close us slowly round,
And these sounds at fall of even
Dim the sight and muffle all the sound.
And at the married fireside, sleep of soul and sleep of fancy,
Joan and Darby.
Silence of the world without a sound;
And beside the winter faggot
Joan and Darby sit and dose and dream and wake -
Dream they hear the flowing, singing river,
See the berries in the island brake;
Dream they hear the weir,
See the gliding shallop mar the stream.
Hark! in your dreams do you hear?
Snow has filled the drifted forest;
Ice has bound the . . . stream.
Frost has bound our flowing river;
Snow has whitened all our island brake.
Berried brake and reedy island,
Heaven below and only heaven above azure
Through the sky's inverted image
Safely swam the boat that bore our love.
Dear were your eyes as the day,
Bright ran the stream, bright hung the sky above.
Days of April, airs of Eden.
How the glory died through golden hours,
And the shining moon arising,
How the boat drew homeward filled with flowers.
Bright were your eyes in the night:
We have lived, my love;
O, we have loved, my love.
Now the . . . days are over,
Age and winter close us slowly round.
Vainly time departs, and vainly
Age and winter come and close us round.
Hark the river's long continuous sound.
Hear the river ripples in the reeds.
Lo, in dreams they see their shallop
Run the lilies down and drown the weeds
Mid the sound of crackling faggots.
So in dreams the new created
Happy past returns, to-day recedes,
And they hear once more,
From the old years,
Yesterday returns, to-day recedes,
And they hear with aged hearing warbles
Love's own river ripple in the weeds.
And again the lover's shallop;
Lo, the shallop sheds the streaming weeds;
And afar in foreign countries
In the ears of aged lovers.
And again in winter evens
Starred with lilies . . . with stirring weeds.
In these ears of aged lovers
Love's own river ripples in the reeds.
poem by Robert Louis Stevenson
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(They Long To Be) Close To You
Why do birds suddenly appear
Every time you are near?
Just like me, they long to be
Close to you
Why do stars fall down from the sky
Every time you walk by?
Just like me, they long to be
Close to you
On the day that you were born
The angels got together
And decided to create a dream come true
So they sprinkled moon-dust
In your hair of gold
And starlight in your eyes of blue
That is why all the girls in town
Follow you all around
Just like me, they long to be
Close to you
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On the day that you were born
The angels got together
And decided to create a dream come true
So they sprinkled moon-dust
In your hair of gold
And starlight in your eyes of blue
That is why all the girls in town
Follow you all around
Just like me, they long to be
Close to you
Just like me, they long to be
Close to you
(Ah, aahh, aahh) Close to you
(Ah, aahh, aahh) Close to you
(Ah, aahh, aahh) Close to you
(Ah, aahh, aahh) Close to you
song performed by by Carpenters
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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