Sleeping at Last

Sleeping at Last

You taught me the courage of stars before you left.
 How light carries on endlessly, even after death.
 With shortness of breath, you explained the infinite.
 How rare and beautiful it is to even exist.

 I couldn’t help but ask
 For you to say it all again.
 I tried to write it down
 But I could never find a pen.
 I’d give anything to hear
 You say it one more time,
 That the universe was made
 Just to be seen by my eyes.

 With shortness of breath, I’ll explain the infinite
 How rare and beautiful it truly is that we exist.

Song by a band called Saturn

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Tears in Heaven

Would you know my name
If I saw you in heaven?
Would it be the same
If I saw you in heaven?

I must be strong
And carry on,
'Cause I know I don't belong
Here in heaven.

~Eric Clapton

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ANGELS in the early morning

ANGELS in the early morning
May be seen the dews among,
Stooping, plucking, smiling, flying:
Do the buds to them belong?
 
Angels when the sun is hottest       
May be seen the sands among,
Stooping, plucking, sighing, flying;
Parched the flowers they bear along.

Emily Dickinson

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A circle is the reflection of eternity.

A circle is the reflection of eternity. It has no beginning and it has no end - and if you put several circles over each other, then you get a spiral.

Maynard James Keenan

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Unwanted and Abandoned

POEM OF A NEGLECTED DOG

Author Unknown

I wish someone would tell me
What it is I have done wrong,
And why I must be chained outside
And left alone so long.

They seemed so glad to have me
When I came here as a pup,
There were so many things we'd do
While I was growing up.

The master said he'd train me
As a companion and a friend,
The mistress said she'd never fear
To be alone again.

The children said they'd feed me
And brush me everyday,
They'd play with me and walk me
If I would only stay.

But now the master hasn't time
The mistress says I shed,
She won't allow me in the house
Not even to be fed.

The children never walk me
They always say, "not now!",
I do wish I could please them
Can someone tell me how?

All I had, you see, was love
I wish someone would explain
Just why the said they wanted mine
And then left it on a chain......

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Heart of a Woman

The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mode but the true beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It is the caring that she lovingly gives the passion that she shows. The beauty of a woman grows with the passing years.

~Audrey Hepburn

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ooh, Solitude

Ooh, Solitude
Still with me is you
Ooh, Solitude
I can't stay away from you

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Frozen in Time

Sorry for not posting anything for so long.

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