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beyond the music
beyond the pain
beyond the lonelines
beyond the vicious cycle of the dreamer,
a subtil Voice
the Voice of Reason
the Voice of Hope
the Voice of Love
brings me clarity
brings me peace
brings me comfort
i walk alone
but i'm never without companion
e printre preferatele mele...scrisa de kavin maxx smith-de la Dctalk
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Bach gave us Gods word. Mozart gave us Gods laughter. Beethoven gave us Gods fire. God gave us music so that we could pray without words.
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« Reply #1 on: 07 May 2004 » |
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Why me, Lord?
What have I ever done to deserve even one
Of the pleasures I've known
Lord, what did I ever do to deserve loving You
And the kindness You've shown
Lord help me Jesus I've wasted it...
So help me Jesus, You know what I am
Now that I know that I've needed you...
So help me Jesus my soul's in Your hands
Try me Lord, if You think there's a way
I can ever repay, all I've taken from You
Maybe Lord, I can show someone else
What I've been through myself
On my way back to You
Lord help me Jesus I've wasted it...
So help me Jesus, You know what I am
Now that I know that I've needed you...
So help me Jesus my soul's in Your hands
Why me, Lord?
What have I ever done to deserve even one
Of the pleasures I've known
Lord, what did I ever do to deserve loving You
And the kindness You've shown
Lord help me Jesus I've wasted it...
So help me Jesus, You know what I am
Now that I know that I've needed you...
So help me Jesus my soul's in Your hands
e o cantare ..am gasit-o shi m-am gasit s-o cititzi shi voi ..imi place
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« Reply #2 on: 18 May 2004 » |
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Footprints
One night a man had a dream:
He dreamed that he was walking along the
beach with the LORD. Across the sky
flashed scenes from his life. For each
scene, he noticed two sets of
footprints in the sand: one belonged
to him, and the other to the LORD.
When the last scene of his life flashed
before him, he looked back at the
footprints in the sand. He noticed that
many times along the path of his life
there was only one set of footprints.
He also noticed that it happened at the
very lowest and saddest times in his life.
This really bothered him and he questioned
the LORD about it: “LORD, you said that
once I decided to follow you, you’d walk
with me all the way. But I have noticed
that during the most troublesome times in
my life, there is only one set of
footprints. I don’t understand why when
I needed you most you would leave me.”
The LORD replied: ”My precious, precious
child. I love you and I would never leave
you. During your times of trial and
suffering, when you see only one set of
footprints, it was then that I carried you.”
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« Reply #3 on: 18 May 2004 » |
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The difference
I got up early one morning
and rushed right into the day;
I had so much to accomplish
that I didn't have time to pray.
Problems just tumbled about me,
and heavier came each task.
"Why doesn't God help me?" I wondered.
He answered, "You didn't ask."
I wanted to see joy and beauty,
but the day toiled on, gray and bleak;
I wondered why God didn't show me.
He said, "But you didn't seek."
I tried to come into God's presence;
I used all my keys at the lock.
God gently and lovingly chided,
"My child, you didn't knock."
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« Reply #4 on: 08 November 2004 » |
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During the rough times we live,
I no longer pray for peace:
I pray for miracles.
I pray that stone hearts will turn
to tenderheartedness,
and evil intentions will turn
to mercifulness,
and all the soldiers of each army
will be snatched out of harm's way,
and the whole world will be
astounded onto its knees.
I pray that all the "good talk"
will take bones,
and stand up and shed
its cloak of faithlessness,
and walk again in its powerful truth.
I pray that the whole world might
sit down together and share
its bread and its wine.
Some say there is no hope,
but then I've always applauded the holy fools
who never seem to give up on
the scandalousness of our faith:
that we are loved by God.
that we can truly love one another.
I no longer pray for peace:
I pray for miracles.
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« Reply #5 on: 08 November 2004 » |
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Instants - Jorge Luis Borges
If I could live again my life,
In the next - I'll try
to make more mistakes,
I won't try to be so perfect,
I'll be more relaxed,
I'll be more full - than I am now,
In fact, I'll take fewer things seriously,
I'll be less hygenic,
I'll take more risks,
I'll take more trips,
I'll watch more sunsets,
I'll climb more mountains,
I'll swim more rivers,
I'll go to more places I've never been,
I'll eat more ice creams and less (lime) beans,
I'll have more real problems - and less imaginary
ones;
I was one of those people who live
prudent and prolific lives -
each minute of his life,
Of course that I had moments of joy - but,
if I could go back I'll try to have only good moments...
If you don't know - that's what life is made of,
Don't lose the NOW!
I was one of those who never goes anywhere
without a thermometer,
without a hot-water bottle,
and without an umberella and without a parachute;
If I could live again - I will travel light,
If I could live again - I'll try to work bare feet
at the beginning of spring till
the end of autumn,
I'll ride more carts,
I'll watch more sunrises and play with more children,
If I have the life to live - but now I am 85,
and I know that I am dying ...
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« Reply #6 on: 21 November 2004 » |
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I Am Vertical -by Sylvia Plath
But I would rather be horizontal.
I am not a tree with my root in the soil
Sucking up minerals and motherly love
So that each March I may gleam into leaf,
Nor am I the beauty of a garden bed
Attracting my share of Ahs and spectacularly painted,
Unknowing I must soon unpetal.
Compared with me, a tree is immortal
And a flower-head not tall, but more startling,
And I want the one's longevity and the other's daring.
Tonight, in the infinitesimal light of the stars,
The trees and the flowers have been strewing their cool odors.
I walk among them, but none of them are noticing.
Sometimes I think that when I am sleeping
I must most perfectly resemble them --
Thoughts gone dim.
It is more natural to me, lying down.
Then the sky and I are in open conversation,
And I shall be useful when I lie down finally:
Then the trees may touch me for once, and the flowers have time for me.
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« Reply #7 on: 21 November 2004 » |
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Love- Robert Southby
They sin who tell us Love can die.
With life all other passions fly,
All others are but vanity.
In Heaven Ambition cannot dwell,
Nor Avarice in the vaults of Hell;
Earthly these passions of the Earth,
They perish where they have their birth;
But Love is indestructible.
Its holy flame for ever burneth,
From Heaven it came, to Heaven returneth;
Too oft on Earth a troubled guest,
At times deceived, at times opprest,
It here is tried and purified,
Then hath in Heaven its perfect rest;
It soweth here with toil and care,
But the harvest time of Love is there.
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« Reply #8 on: 21 November 2004 » |
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« Reply #9 on: 21 November 2004 » |
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Meditatio
When I carefully consider the curious habits of dogs
I am compelled to conclude
That man is the superior animal.
When I consider the curious habits of man
I confess, my friend, I am puzzled...   (Ezra Pound)
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« Reply #10 on: 21 November 2004 » |
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if i can stop - emily dickinson
if i can stop one heart from breaking
i shall not live in vain;
if i can ease one life the aching,
or cool one pain,
or help one fainting robin
onto his nest again,
i shall not live in vain
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« Reply #11 on: 26 November 2004 » |
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If i were a poet i would sigh and cry
and produce endless confessions
of admiration, devotion, and sacrifice
and write a poem every sleepless night
when i dream of you
instead of having a good rest
being myself
i am scared to death
that the feeling i can vagly sense
might be named
LOVE
- anonim
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Isus e mai mult decat marea pasiune a vietii mele!!!!
If the Son has set you free, you are free indeed :D
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« Reply #12 on: 30 November 2004 » |
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Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could travel both
And be one traveler,long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh,I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood,and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
The road not taken -Robert Frost
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« Reply #13 on: 30 November 2004 » |
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When and why-R.Tagore
When I bring you coloured toys, my child, I understand why there
is such a play of colours on clouds, on water, and why flowers are
painted in tints- when I give coloured toys to you, my child.
When I sing to make you dance, I truly know why there is music
in leaves, and why waves send their chorus of voices to the heart of
the listening earth- when I sing to make you dance.
When I bring sweet things to your greedy hands, I know why there
is honey in the cup of the flower, and why fruits are secretly filled
with sweet juice- when I bring sweet things to your greedy hands.
When I kiss your face to make you smile, my darling, I surely
understand what pleasure streams from the sky in morning light, and
what delight the summer breeze brings to my body- when I kiss you
to make you smile.
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« Reply #14 on: 30 November 2004 » |
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imi place de numa' 'the road not taken' :)
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« Reply #15 on: 30 November 2004 » |
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o melodie care-mi place mult ...
For all those times you stood by me
For all the truth that you made me see
For all the joy you brought to my life
For all the wrong that you made right
For every dream you made come true
For all the love I found in you
I'll be forever thankful baby
You're the one who held me up
Never let me fall
You're the one who saw me through through it all
You were my strength when I was weak
You were my voice when I couldn't speak
You were my eyes when I couldn't see
You saw the best there was in me
Lifted me up when I couldn't reach
You gave me faith 'coz you believed
I'm everything I am
Because you loved me
You gave me wings and made me fly
You touched my hand I could touch the sky
I lost my faith, you gave it back to me
You said no star was out of reach
You stood by me and I stood tall
I had your love I had it all
I'm grateful for each day you gave me
Maybe I don't know that much
But I know this much is true
I was blessed because I was loved by you
You were my strength when I was weak
You were my voice when I couldn't speak
You were my eyes when I couldn't see
You saw the best there was in me
Lifted me up when I couldn't reach
You gave me faith 'coz you believed
I'm everything I am
Because you loved me
You were always there for me
The tender wind that carried me
A light in the dark shining your love into my life
You've been my inspiration
Through the lies you were the truth
My world is a better place because of you
You were my strength when I was weak
You were my voice when I couldn't speak
You were my eyes when I couldn't see
You saw the best there was in me
Lifted me up when I couldn't reach
You gave me faith 'coz you believed
I'm everything I am
Because you loved me
You were my strength when I was weak
You were my voice when I couldn't speak
You were my eyes when I couldn't see
You saw the best there was in me
Lifted me up when I couldn't reach
You gave me faith 'coz you believed
I'm everything I am
Because you loved me
I'm everything I am
Because you loved me
nu e poezie 100% dar .....
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« Reply #17 on: 01 December 2004 » |
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imi place de numa' 'the road not taken' :) :shock: Nu te mai extazia asa,dear Zooey,ca ne ard forumistii la stalpul infamiei!! Chiar nu ai mila deloc?Asta si asteapta unii(nu dam nume,da-i Andrei & Co. :x ).Dar noi o sa renastem ca Phönix,din propria cenusa,nu?! 
P.S.Mie-mi spui de 'the road not taken'?!... 8) :) |
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« Reply #18 on: 01 December 2004 » |
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P.S.Mie-mi spui de 'the road not taken'?!... 8) :) ei, dar cui? :P vrut intr-o zi postat poezie frost. renuntat. gindit forumisti nu gusta. ?!?!?! |
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« Reply #19 on: 01 December 2004 » |
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vrut intr-o zi postat poezie frost. renuntat. gindit forumisti nu gusta.
?!?!?! rau facut.musai postat.omul se obisnuieste cu toate.si cu mere paduretze.chiar si cu frost. :? 8) |
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« Reply #20 on: 04 December 2004 » |
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The Sick Rose
O Rose, thou art sick.
The invisible worm
That flies in the night
In the howling storm
Has found out thy bed
Of crimson joy,
And his dark secret love
Does thy life destroy.
William Blake
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« Reply #21 on: 05 December 2004 » |
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If by bathing daily God could be realized
Sooner would I be a whale in the deep;
If by eating roots and fruits He could be known
Gladly would I choose the form of a goat;
If the counting of rosaries uncovered Him
I would say my prayers on mammoth beads;
If bowing before stone images unveiled Him
A flinty mountain I would humbly worship;
If by drinking milk the Lord could be imbibed
Many calves and children would know Him;
If abandoning one's wife would summon God
Would not thousands be eunuchs?
We know that to find the Divine One
The only indispensable is Love.
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« Reply #22 on: 05 December 2004 » |
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The Divine Image - W.Blake
To Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love,
All pray in their distress,
And to these virtues of delight
Return their thankfulness.
For Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love,
Is God our Father dear;
And Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love,
Is man, His child and care.
For Mercy has a human heart;
Pity, a human face;
And Love, the human form divine:
And Peace the human dress.
Then every man, of every clime,
That prays in his distress,
Prays to the human form divine:
Love, Mercy, Pity, Peace.
And all must love the human form,
In heathen, Turk, or Jew.
Where Mercy, Love, and Pity dwell,
There God is dwelling too.
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« Reply #23 on: 07 December 2004 » |
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Love's Trinity,by
Alfred Austin
Soul, heart, and body, we thus singly name,
Are not in love divisible and distinct,
But each with each inseparably link'd.
One is not honour, and the other shame,
But burn as closely fused as fuel, heat, and flame.
They do not love who give the body and keep
The heart ungiven; nor they who yield the soul,
And guard the body. Love doth give the whole;
Its range being high as heaven, as ocean deep,
Wide as the realms of air or planet's curving sweep.
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« Reply #24 on: 08 December 2004 » |
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W.B. Yeats - The Coming of Wisdom with Time
Though leaves are many, the root is one;
Through all the lying days of my youth
I swayed my leaves and flowers in the sun;
Now I may wither into the truth.
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