Silent Sunday

Happy New Year

The sun is new each day.

— Heraclitus

I wish you a very happy 2014!

Silent Sunday

A Rose Is a Rose Is a Rose

I seem to have run in a great circle,
and met myself again
on the starting line.

― Jeanette Winterson

 

Silent Sunday

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Beauty

Beauty is but a flower

Which wrinkles will devour;

Brightness falls from the air;

Queens have died young and fair.

– Thomas Nashe

A Litany in Time of Plague.

The Last Rose of Summer

‘Tis the last rose of summer, left blooming alone.

All her lovely companions are faded and gone.

No flower of her kindred, no rosebud is nigh,

To reflect back her blushes and give sigh for sigh.

– Thomas Moore

More snow. Seems like winter is getting a foot in the door…
Listen to an ethereal recording of the poem set to music here.

Summer Afternoon

Summer afternoon –
summer afternoon;
to me those have always been
the two most beautiful words
in the English language.

– Henry James

Rise and Shine

So I just did me some talkin’ to the sun
And I said I didn’t like the way he got things done,
Sleepin’ on the job,
Those raindrops are fallin’ on my head, they keep fallen’,
But there’s one thing I know:
The blues they send to meet me won’t defeat me;
It won’t be long till happiness steps up to greet me.

– B.J.Thomas

Look Inside

Your visions will become clear
only when you can look
into your own heart.
Who looks outside, dreams;
Who looks inside, awakes.

– C.G. Jung