Small Thoughts
Wednesday, August 3, 2005
Love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah...
~Jeff Buckley
All said and done I stand alone
Amongst remains of a life I should not own
It takes all I am to believe
In the mercy that covers me
Did you really have to die for me?
All I am for all you are
Because what I need and what I believe are worlds apart
~Unknown
To be unbroken, what would that be?
If words that were spoken had not shattered me
If I was unbroken, I'd never know
The beauty of hope and how far grace will go.
~ZoeGirl
Know'st thou not at the fall of the leaf
How the heart feels a languid grief
Laid on it for a covering,
And how sleep seems a goodly thing
In Autumn at the fall of the leaf?
And how the swift beat of the brain
Falters because it is in vain,
In Autumn at the fall of the leaf
Knowest thou not? and how the chief
Of joys seems--not to suffer pain?
Know'st thou not at the fall of the leaf
How the soul feels like a dried sheaf
Bound up at length for harvesting,
And how death seems a comely thing
In Autumn at the fall of the leaf?
~ Dante Gabriel Rossetti, Autumn Song
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