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Today’s Poem: Beauty by George Sterling

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Beauty

George Sterling

The fairest things seem ever loneliest:
    The whitest lily ever blooms alone,
    And purest winds from widest seas are flown.
High on her utmost tower of the West
Sits Beauty, baffling an eternal quest;
    From out her gates and oriels unknown
    The murmurs of her citadels are blown
To blue horizons of the world’s unrest.

We know that we shall seek her till we die,
    And find her not at all, the fair and far:
Her pure domain is wider than the sky,
    And never night revealed her whitest star;
        Beyond the sea and sun her feet have trod;
        Her vision is our memory of God.

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Today’s Thought: Love is an Act of Free Will

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One of the freest acts we make is to love. No one can force us to love another. We can be forced to help another, but we can’t be forced to love him/her. An act of love is an act of a free will. An act of love is more than the speaking of the words, “I love you.” It is the offering of one’s being to another and placing the other in a primary position without seeking anything in return. Similarly, we can’t make anyone love us. We may be loving toward another, that doesn’t mean the love we express will be returned. We may think, “I wish he/she would love me like I love him/her.” It doesn’t work that way. When we love another, it is not a quid pro quo transaction. We love because we love. There is no expectation of return. When we love and it is returned in full, we are fortunate because we’ve found ourselves in a relationship where boundaries are blurred and two hearts became one.

Today’s Poem: share with me by Halina Poswiatowska

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share with me

Halina Poswiatowska

share with me
the daily bread of my loneliness
fill with your presence
the absent walls
gild
the nonexistent window
be a door
above all a door
which can be thrown
wide open

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Today’s Poem: But Not Forgotten by Dorothy Parker

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But Not Forgotten

Dorothy Parker

I think, no matter where you stray,
That I shall go with you a way.
Though you may wander sweeter lands,
You will not soon forget my hands,
Nor yet the way I held my head,
Nor all the tremulous things I said.
You still will see me, small and white
And smiling, in the secret night,
And feel my arms about you when
The day comes fluttering back again.
I think, no matter where you be,
You’ll hold me in your memory
And keep my image, there without me,
By telling later loves about me.

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Today’s Poem: I do not love you very much, by Dollie Radford

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I do not love you very much,

Dollie Radford

I DO not love you very much,
Only your tuneful voice,
Which, in a happy moment, takes
The music of my choice.
I do not love you, dear, at all,
Only your merry ways,
Which linger in my mind, and set
Me dreaming through the days.
In truth, I think it is dislike
You kindle in my heart,
Because you come so joyously
To steal so large a part.

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Today’s Poem: Love Sonnet XVII by Pablo Neruda

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Love Sonnet XVII

Pablo Neruda

I do not love you as if you were a salt rose, or topaz
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
So I love you because I know no other way

than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

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Today’s Poem: Beauty by George Sterling

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Beauty

George Sterling

The fairest things seem ever loneliest:
    The whitest lily ever blooms alone,
    And purest winds from widest seas are flown.
High on her utmost tower of the West
Sits Beauty, baffling an eternal quest;
    From out her gates and oriels unknown
    The murmurs of her citadels are blown
To blue horizons of the world’s unrest.

We know that we shall seek her till we die,
    And find her not at all, the fair and far:
Her pure domain is wider than the sky,
    And never night revealed her whitest star;
        Beyond the sea and sun her feet have trod;
        Her vision is our memory of God.

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Today’s Quote: 4 L’s: Live, Learn, Laugh, & Love

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Live well, learn plenty, laugh often, love much. ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson

Today’s Poem: I Am Not Alone by Gabriela Mistral

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I Am Not Alone

Gabriela Mistral

The night, it is deserted
from the mountains to the sea.
But I, the one who rocks you,
I am not alone!

The sky, it is deserted
for the moon falls to the sea.
But I, the one who holds you,
I am not alone !

The world, it is deserted.
All flesh is sad you see.
But I, the one who hugs you,
I am not alone!

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Today’s Poem: When You Are Old by William Butler Yeats

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When You are Old

William Butler Yeats

When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;

How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;

And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.

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