~passages~
"gathering magick in
The Great Smoky Mountains"
all that matters is what we do for each other.
lewis carroll
the most beautiful experience we can have is the mysterious. it is the fundamental emotion which stands at the cradle. true art and science. whosoever does not know it and can no longer marvel, is as good as dead and his eyes are dimmed.
albert einstein
~how fortunate are you and i, whose home is timelessness; we who have wandered down from fragant mountains of eternal now
to frolic in such mysteries as birth and death
a day or maybe even less
e.e.cummings
In dreams of golden green when time softens its roll We live on wings of silver and mist hoping to find a clearer way down So we can step over the moon and swim in the sunshine beyond of a glory that never faded from my mind In the rolling shores and the hills of my soul Lies a thousand fragrances for you Blooms, Blossoms, and many different hues An undying land of honeysuckles and wines The borderline of a mighty kingdom come Hear the trumpet sounds of the hummingbird King that I could play the jester to his fool And give you the words i could sing everyday Since there is a bit of you in all I do. JLF |
autumn hair eyes that sparkle
she smiles butterflies
she gives
wings to fly
she brings
dreams to life
autumn hair
eyes that sparkle
she smiles
JLF
Though we travel the world over to find the beautiful, we must carry it within us...or we find it not.
~ralph waldo emerson ~
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all the years in shadows
blown away by you
all the fears in hollows
made peaceful thru you
know the magick of you.
believe in the wisdom of you.
feel the flame of you, forever
(and pray the flame can withstand the heat of your heart,
and the wind of your words.)