RE: Re: Perhaps Love

Yes.  One built upon another.  :o)    "Silence Is Golden" is from an oldies song heard this morning.   We had a gold-feathered bird come into the yard this morning and it inspired that verse [after reading Brian's Poem.]  I was searching for an image of that bird, as I've never seen one before like it.  I found the strangest image on Google called "Songbird Indexing Services ~ I Organize Intellectual Assets."   So, I put it up on my blog with the poem.   You can see the images here:

 

http://tinkhearstunez.blogspot.com/

 

Surrender means giving up control and accepting love, i think.  Unless it's "Surrender Dorothy" .. then No way, Jose!  [lol]  Nice poems, everyone!  MaryAnn ... did that come in meditation with the children?  Brian ... i remember yours from a few months ago.   ThX to All for the shares.

 

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Subject: Re: Re: [Autismlist] Perhaps Love

Mary Ann and Tink,
Are you writing original poetry here???  It's beautiful!

Char
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> Date: 2005/07/18 Mon AM 11:14:20 CDT
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> Amidst the glow and thunder
> Tribal screams and yells
> equating means of nature
> with traumas to be held.
>
> i am a lone presence
> In a sea of disbelief
> Rendering the spoken word
> to those who disbelieve
>
> I am here as a watchman
> i know so much you see
> The vastness of the universe
> does not mystify me.
>
> You try to teach what you can
> It is I who is teaching you
> Surrender to the process
> As you expect me to.
>
> We are each others keepers
> In the grand scope of things
> Surrender to the process
> So I can give you wings 

 

 
>

"Silence is golden, but my eyes still see.

Talking is cheap, people follow like sheep."

Pity, they'll be the last ones to know.

He chose a gold rattle and cried through the night,

Unheard by all but one of pure light.

A gold-feathered songbird came to the yard today,

Under her eye the worms ran away.

Then the rain fell long,

going fast from one song.

The earth trembled low and its fire grew,

those worms then stirred, they knew the right thing to do.

Up to the surface, their wiggles aglow,

fueling songbirds so that World's Love could flow.

"Silence is golden, golden, but my eyes still see."

~*~

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> One Secret

>

> O my dear, you have a secret--one that no mere words can tell,

> And it still would last forever, come what heaven or just hell,

> But the secret is still showing in your means and in your ways,

> And it will be there forever, right through to the end of days.

>

> You can try to hide it from me, you can say it isn't there;

> But the more you try to hide it, it will stand out like a flare;

> It will never quite escape you, whether in a flight or fight;

> And it still will be there with you in the daytime or the night.

>

> I can feel it in your wisdom, I can find it in your grace;

> I can sense it in your manner, I can see in your face;

> I can take it from your gestures, from the hope that you impart,

> And this essence of your being is the warmth inside your heart.

>

> -Brian Henson©2004 

 

[Perhaps Love] 

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