song in my heart
my mother is a never-ending song in my heart
of comfort, happiness, and being.
i may sometimes forget the words
but i always remember the tune.

sending love & light & hugs & prayers to you today.
my mother is a never-ending song in my heart
of comfort, happiness, and being.
i may sometimes forget the words
but i always remember the tune.

sending love & light & hugs & prayers to you today.
as delicate as the wind in his ears,
as haunting as light caught inside a jewel.
fire in a stone, a voice in the sea.
the songs of sirens burn within, a happiness so great it feels like pain,
and when those songs stop, their absence is vast and even more painful,
as if you have inhaled a starless sky.
(edwards)
i loved my friend.
he went away from me.
there’s nothing more to say.
the poem ends, soft as it began -
i loved my friend.
(langston hughes)
maybe i didn’t like hear
but i still can’t believe speed racer is dead
so then i thought i’d make some plans
but fire thought she’d really rather be water insteadand peggy got a message for me, from jesus
and i heard every word that you have said
and i know i have been
driven like the snowbut this is cooling
faster then i can
this is cooling
faster then i…but do i hate what she is
or do i want to be her
and don’t we love something fresh
anything new, virginwoman, you got too many brambles
hiding under these bushes
woman, you got too many brambles
but i always liked a good storm
always good for a stormso then love walked up to like
said i know that you don’t like me much
let’s go for a ride
this ocean is wrapped around that pineapple tree
and is your place in heaven
worth giving up these kisses?and peggy got a message for me, from jesus
and i heard every word
that you have said
and i know i have been
driven like the snowbut this is cooling
faster than i can
this is cooling
this is cooling(tori amos)
the best things in life are always the most elusive — they are the things that we must chase, the things that push us to our limits; challenge our character; shake us to the very core of our being; and they are, ultimately, the things that define us. not because they evade our grasp, but because they make us persevere in spite of everything — the darkness, the fear, the pain, the doubt, the uncertainty — no cost too great, no mountain too high, full steam ahead — until we make it through to the other side, to that best thing. and beyond.
so
hold on,
go the distance,
stay the course,
plod on,
stop at nothing,
leave no stone unturned,
soldier on,
stick it out,
hang in there –
no, it won’t be easy;
yes, it will hurt – truly, madly, deeply, and sometimes more than it seems possible to bear;
but the best things in life are always the hardest to grasp.
they’re also what make life worth living.
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