I believed

I believe for every drop of rain that falls, a flower grows.
I believe that somewhere in the darkest night, a candle glows.
I believe for everyone who goes astray, someone will come to show the way.
I believe, I believe.

I believe above the storm the smallest pray’r will still be heard.
I believe that someone in the great somewhere hears every word.
Every time I hear a newborn baby cry, or touch a leaf or see the sky,
Then I know why I believe!

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I embraced romance

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Follow me down the lighted trail

Where blooms upon the wind do sail

Where our hopes and dreams unfurl 

And time takes peace for a whirl

Where you and I embrace romance

While the lavender bells skip and dance

Sheila

I desired to go

“I have desired to go / Where springs not fail, / To fields where flies no sharp and sided hail / And a few lilies blow.”

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I was comforted

 

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… When you’re down and out
When you’re on the street
When evening falls so hard
I will comfort you (ooo)
I’ll take your part, oh, when darkness comes
And pain is all around
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down …

From Bridge Over Troubled Waters by By Paul Simon of Simon and Garfunkel

This swinging bridge over South Sylamore Creek near Allison, AR, was originally built in 1914 and reworked in the 1940’s.

Peaceful waters now, a flood in 1982 sent troubling waters that destroyed the bridge. However, the concrete anchors set in 1914 and the steel cable held firm. It was rebuilt and reopened in 1985.

I bloomed in mine hour

 

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Oh that it were with me
As with the flower;
Blooming on its own tree
For butterfly and bee
Its summer morns:
That I might bloom mine hour
A rose in spite of thorns.

Oh that my work were done
As birds’ that soar
Rejoicing in the sun:
That when my time is run
And daylight too,
I so might rest once more
Cool with refreshing dew.

Christina Rossetti

I danced with angels

Butterflies are very interesting. Here these things are little grubs for a while. And then they go into a little coffin. There they are a sarcophagus, and then they come out and dance with the angels.

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I looked out the window

DSC_0307.jpgI look out of this window and I think this is a cosmos, this is a huge creation, this is one small corner of it. The trees and birds and everything else and I’m part of it. I didn’t ask to be put here, Ive been lucky in finding myself here.

Morris West

 

The waterfall below Mirror Lake at Blanchard Springs, in Arkansas, as viewed from the window of the remnants of Mitchell’s Mill.

I heard the water fall

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“As long as I live, I’ll hear waterfalls and birds and winds sing. I’ll interpret the rocks, learn the language of flood, storm, and the avalanche. I’ll acquaint myself with the glaciers and wild gardens, and get as near the heart of the world as I can”.”

John Muir

 

The waterfall below Mirror Lake near Mountain View, AR

I shed no tears

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“Fairy Song

Shed no tear! oh, shed no tear!

The flower will bloom another year.

Weep no more! oh, weep no more!

Young buds sleep in the root’s white core.

Dry your eyes! oh, dry your eyes!

For I was taught in Paradise

To ease my breast of melodies,—

Shed no tear.

 

Overhead! look overhead!

‘Mong the blossoms white and red—

Look up, look up! I flutter now

On this fresh pomegranate bough.

See me! ’tis this silvery bill

Ever cures the good man’s ill.

Shed no tear! oh, shed no tear!

The flower will bloom another year.

Adieu, adieu—I fly—adieu!

I vanish in the heaven’s blue,—

Adieu, adieu!”

John Keats

I was embarrassed

 

The lovely flowers embarrass me,
They make me regret I am not a bee –

Emily Dickinson
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