Gifts
Sara Teasdale
I gave my first love laughter,
I gave my second tears,
I gave my third love silence
Through all the years.
My first love gave me singing,
My second eyes to see,
But oh, it was my third love
Who gave my soul to me.
soul
“Love Song” Poem Rainer Maria Rilke
Love Song
When my soul touches yours a great chord sings!
How shall I tune it then to other things?
O! That some spot in darkness could be found
That does not vibrate whene’er your depths sound.
But everything that touches you and me
Welds us as played strings sound one melody.
Where is the instrument whence the sounds flow?
And whose the master-hand that holds the bow?
O! Sweet song—
Great Memories from the Queen of Soul, Aretha Franklin
Thank You and God Bless You, Aretha Franklin
“How Do I Love Thee” Poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
How Do I love Thee
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day’s
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right.
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
Today’s Quote by Tolstoy on Love
If you make it a habit not to blame others, you will feel the growth of the ability to love in your soul, and you will see the growth of goodness in your life.
The Stairway of Existence ~ Poem by Hafiz on Love
The Stairway of Existence
We
Are not
In pursuit of formalities
Or fake religious
Laws,For through the stairway of existence
We have come to God’s
Door.We are
People who need to love, because
Love is the soul’s life,Love is simply creation’s greatest joy.
Through
The stairway of existence,
O, through the stairway of existence, HafizHave
You now come,
Have we all now come to
The Beloved’s
Door.
Today’s Quote by Jorge Luis Borges on Joy
So plant your own gardens and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
Today’s Quote by Beethoven on Music
What I have in my heart and soul – must find a way out. That’s the reason for music.
Ludwig van Beethoven
A Psalm of Life ~ Poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
A Psalm Of Life
by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
What the heart of the young man said to the psalmist
Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream! –
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
And things are not what they seem.
Life is real! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal;
Dust thou art, to dust returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul.
Not enjoyment, and not sorrow,
Is our destined end or way;
But to act, that each to-morrow
Find us farther than to-day.
Art is long, and Time is fleeting,
And our hearts, though stout and brave,
Still, like muffled drums, are beating
Funeral marches to the grave.
In the world’s broad field of battle,
In the bivouac of Life,
Be not like dumb, driven cattle!
Be a hero in the strife!
Trust no Future, howe’er pleasant!
Let the dead Past bury its dead!
Act, — act in the living Present!
Heart within, and God o’erhead!
Lives of great men all remind us
We can make our lives sublime,
And, departing, leave behind us
Footprints on the sands of time;
Footprints, that perhaps another,
Sailing o’er life’s solemn main,
A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,
Seeing, shall take heart again.
Let us, then, be up and doing,
With a heart for any fate;
Still achieving, still pursuing,
Learn to labor and to wait.
My Soul Is A Candle ~ Poem by St. John of the Cross
My Soul Is A Candle
by St. John of the Cross
My soul is a candle that burned away the veil;
only the glorious duties of light I now have.
The sufferings I knew initiated me into God.
I am a holy confessor for men.
When I see their tears running across their cheeks
and falling into
His hands,
what can I say to their great sorrow
that I too have
known.
The soul is a candle that will burn away the darkness,
only the glorious duties of love we will have.
The sufferings I knew initiated me into God.
Only His glorious cares
I now have.
