Touched by An Angel

We, unaccustomed to courage
exiles from delight
live coiled in shells of loneliness
until love leaves its high holy temple
and comes into our sight
to liberate us into life.

Love arrives
and in its train come ecstasies
old memories of pleasure
ancient histories of pain.
Yet if we are bold,
love strikes away the chains of fear
from our souls.

We are weaned from our timidity
In the flush of love’s light
we dare be brave
And suddenly we see
that love costs all we are
and will ever be.
Yet it is only love
which sets us free.

This poem was submitted by Maya Angelou.

Monet’s Waterlilies

Today as the news from Selma and Saigon
poisons the air like fallout,
I come again to see
the serene, great picture that I love.

Here space and time exist in light
the eye like the eye of faith believes.
The seen, the known
dissolve in iridescence, become
illusive flesh of light
that was not, was, forever is.

O light beheld as through refracting tears.
Here is the aura of that world
each of us has lost.
Here is the shadow of its joy.

This poem was submitted by Robert Hayden.

What is Life?

Life..
its all about taking chances;
about doing something everyone
said you couldn’t do;
its about acting goofy;
its about not caring
what other people think;
its about learning to love
what you have.

Life Goes On

Take The Good With The Bad
Smile With The Sad
Love What You Got & Remember What You Had,
Always Forgive But Never Forget,
Learn From Your Mistakes But Never Regret,
People Change & Things Go Wrong…
But Just Remember, That Life Goes On.

Life

Life
4 Letters
1 Word
1 Meaning

A person once told me Life ment Living In Fear Everyday

Is that person right?
Sometimes Life seems so bright
But this night
You may need to fight
Could be quite the fright
But remember at the end theres a light

So is this person right?

Balance of life

If your always worried about the past,
when will you ever have time to plan for the future?
But if your always planning for the future,
when will you ever be able to live in the moment?

Crush

When it is I see you
Something starts to flutter,
Things are, thus, set in motion,
And you touch me like no other.

Things, they start to move,
And emotions, they start to roll,
I begin to lose my balance,
And then I lose control.

I don’t know where I’m going,
Or even where I’ve been,
This tilt-a-whirl keeps whirling,
The head-rush blurs my vision.

But, I do not want to get off
Or to ever stop this spinning,
Maybe, I’ll get seasick,
But, I hope it’s just the beginning.

I’m transparent and all can see,
It’s so easy for me to blush,
I cannot hide my feelings,
My giddiness is such.

And despite this heady feeling
Of a dizzy crush,
I’ll just place my faith in love
And enjoy the bubbly rush.

I’ll take whatever comes
With no idea what’s next,
And no idea what the future brings,
But I’m sure it’ll be perfect.

To Die For

Singing, serenading,
Mesmerizing, and regaling.

You draw me into you
With those mysterious eyes.

Enchanting, enthralling,
Entangling, and haunting.

As you whisper a lullaby
With that honey-tongued voice.

Submitting, surrendering,
Succumbing, and subsuming.

So, I fall love-sick, beholden
To my one heart’s desire.

Drowning, desiring,
Smoldering, and aspiring.

And I die one million deaths
Just from the wanting of you.

Dream

You dream a dream,
And bathe your toes
In scarlet flows
Of icy streams.
It softly glows
Upon your knee,
For your heart knows
A dream is free.

It glitters, plays,
It makes you smile.
You waste all day,
You sit awhile.
And watch it quote
Quite quietly
Words you once spoke
Defiantly,
Before you woke
So silently.

The turquoise sea
Is far away.
The forest trees
Have naught to say,
And no disease
Can make you die
When you have dreams
Who love the sky.

A dream believes
But never wonders,
Never grieves;
It breathes, it thunders.

It turns and twirls,
And entrances
Wavering worlds,
Because it dances.

You sometimes cry
About your dreams,
Because they die
Because they seem
To bend the breeze,
And dance upon
The quiet trees,
And then they’re gone.

Written by Anna Williams

Why live at all?

Why?

Why Kiss?
Why Touch?
It’s pointless..
Why Love at all?

Why Smile?
Why Laugh?
It’s useless..
Why be happy at all?

Why eat?
Why sleep?
It’s endless..
Why live at all?

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