Quote for Today: Rainer Maria Rilke
All that has never yet been spoken I believe in all that has never yet been spoken. I want to free what waits within me so that what no one …
All that has never yet been spoken I believe in all that has never yet been spoken. I want to free what waits within me so that what no one …
We ate the birds. We ate them. We wanted their songs to flow up through our throats and burst out of our mouths, and so we ate them. We wanted …
A free bird leaps on the back of the wind and floats downstream till the current ends and dips his wing in the orange sun rays and dares …
When we focus on the song of our soul and heart, then others will be touched similarly. Sometimes people wonder or worry whether people will like or approve of their …
– There’s always a siren, singing you to shipwreck. Some of us may be more susceptible than others are, but there’s always a siren. It may be with us …
Day 31: Today’s poem is from Terry Tempest William‘s When Women Were Birds and was suggested by Janice Van Derbur. We forget how wonderful the natural world is and how …
She sang, as requested. There was much about love in the ballad: faithful love that refused to abandon its object; love that disaster could not shake; love that, in calamity, …
Nature is ever at work building and pulling down, creating and destroying, keeping everything whirling and flowing, allowing no rest but in rhythmical motion, chasing everything in endless song out …
Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul, And sings the tune without the words, And never stops at all, And sweetest in the gale is heard; …
Therefore, she hummed the provincial lullaby she had learned from the officers’ children in the English Quarter of Jerusalem, and watched in fascination while the savage radical’s eyes misted over …
