Golden Pleasures


How sweet I roam’d from field to field,
And tasted all the summer’s pride,
‘Till I the prince of love beheld,
Who in the sunny beams did glide!

He shew’d me lilies for my hair,
And blushing roses for my brow;
He led me through his gardens fair,
Where all his golden pleasures grow.

William Blake
(Song: How sweet…)

Always Summer

If it could only be like this always,
always summer…

– Evelyn Waugh

A Dream of Perfection

All of us fail to match
our dreams of perfection.
So I rate us on the basis
of our splendid failure
to do the impossible.

William Faulkner 

Season of Joy

Spring passes
and one remembers
one’s innocence.
Summer passes
and one remembers
one’s exuberance.

Yoko Ono

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