Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Sing for the day


As I gaze upon the sea of life,
And see Death's valleybefore me lie;

I feel assured I leave this strife,
To rest in peace
to rest forever beneath the sky
but hark a voice calls to me...

"be still and hear me"

Who is this intelligence I see
Staring in disbelief at me?
with gentle regard and kindly smile...

"listen to me, my lost chile
for you must sing as sweetly as you can.
Sing all the tunes you know.
Sweet is the life springing from death,
Sweeter still the day ahead
For to soon yet to rest
Spit on regret.
Damn the sorrow!
fight it with a stormy rage.
Curse the end, and blight the beginning if you must,
But live for the day,
And sing as sweetly as you can.
Listen not for the bells that ring tomorrow.
Make your music while you may".

Monday, December 7, 2009

impressions about "Him"

impressions about "Him" in chronological order (over the last 3 months) :

- The almighty hope-your-there
- The puissant theres-something-wrong-here
- The great maybe
- The omnipotent could-be
- The divine definately-not-there

Dawn

You smiled, you spoke, and I believed..

A wavering deep within the soul…

By every word and smile deceived…

Another man would hope no more !

Nor hoped what I hoped before

And in the depths of night my heart shall scream

Deceive, deceive me once again!

But in the early dawn do I see…

The blossoms die upon the tree

The leaves whither in the sun…

And I see…

Spring is done.

It goes now a wintry way

For love that smiled in October

Is false before Christmas day.

Questions ! Questions !

Was I wrong? Did I stray?

Why would this wound me so?

I ponder and I pray….

The only answer that I know…

Fare thee well, for I must leave,

In this parting do I grieve…

But no longer do I believe..

And so it is that we must part,

Adieu, adieu !

I can no longer wait for you,

I'll hang my harp on a willow tree,

And may the world go well with you…

Got hope ?

Which hope we have as an anchor of our soul, both sure and steadfast

- Hebrews 6:19