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What are you waiting for?
Time & fate can be very cruel , when I remember , how much I love you.
Your strength and power is amazing to see , But your gentleness is what
Really won me , Your smile when a child did enter the room , The way you helped ,
In a crisis so few would even for-see or even knew .
The way your skin felt against mine , the way your arms were so devine ,
Holding so tightly around me. To love me , I know not how . But I know you do somehow.
I see the changes in the world today , fighting , crying and running away ,
We dont know who to trust , don't know where to go , Just don't know what Satan wants ,,,,,
And I 'm thinking it's not good ,
In the pyramid times our love began ,couldn't even have you then ,
But the age will come and this I do know , that you'll be mine , forever more
Come sail away with me ,my love , To the sea of make believe ,
Where we can be anything we want , where people won't always vex thee.
And won't want to burn my Powers away ,
As they did in the by-gone days , when they burnt me at the Stake.
The flames only cooled me as my flesh did incinerate ,
This Spirit did take to flight to escape this Mortal fate.
But my love for thee does remain as I always look for thee ,
Then we will be one again , just you wait and see .
As this Witch does know the way to the Sea of Make-Believe ........
I can hear the whispering of the wind ,it's calling my heart not even by name ,
When are you coming home , I miss you so much , you forgot to phone and you
Lost your way home but I hear you whispering in the wind .
Sometimes I hear laughter , sometimes songs , it always tells me you're longing for home . At times it screams a long wailing cry , chilling sadness goes up my spine , The wind is always telling me of you , of how much you're yearning too ,
I stand by the clift and close my eyes , the wind is giving a close felt sigh.
You wrap me in coolness on a hot summers eve , caressing me gently with a sweet loving breeze . I spread out my arms to catch it all , wishing I could fly and not fall.
I hear you whispering in the wind .... Come home !
I don't know if I even like the word " LOVE " anymore ,It's cold and empty
No feeling found , just like in the day , when they killed in the name of God So now they kill in the name of Love , And we all must suffer the untold pain.To bleed , to weep and apply the paint , to take up a weapon for to protect a Saint.I wish to do the victory dance , around the fires of my content .To sacrifice my blood for thee , Is what it must truely be .......
Bleeding freely now upon the ground , the World is spinnin all around ,Is my sacrifice truely worthy ? for your Happiness is all that's Holy .
I feel my spirit lifting toward clouds unknown , Will he be waiting for me to hold?
I've been with-out long enough , So I'll seek him from above ,
His love I know will always be there waiting for me always ........NOW ~~~~
Riches I hold in light esteem ;
And Love I laugh to scorn ;
And lust of fame was but a dream
That vanished with the morn :
And if I pray , the only prayer
That moves my lips for me
Is , " Leave the heart that now I bear ,
And give me liberty !"
Yes , as my swift days near their goal ,
Tis all that I implore ;
In life and death , a chainless soul ,
With courage to endure .
Emily Bronte ( 1818 ---1848 )
She was also the Author of " Wuthering Height's " and " Jane Eyre " both Classics & passionate , I'm sure there are more but can't list them all. She died at the tender age of thirty and how her mind knew of such tales of passion while living isolated in the moors of England with only her family members around her , I can't even imagine. I would really love to have tea with the Lady and learn from one of the best .....
I really didn't think I would make it this long ,
Seemed as if health & emptiness would do it's number .
Almost forgot how to laugh for real , had perfected my
Bright fake smile which served it's purpose for the time.
Have finally realized that with all the illusions we can dream up ,
We can pick which one will serve us best. And just keep doing our
Dailey chores and raise your children up to work , not to steal ,
Not to lie and not to kill unless defending your home .
Be kind to others , most of all know where you come from .
Don't ever forget nor stop believing in Magic ,
It's magic that keeps the flowers blooming an' the fairy dust ,
That spinkles the star light with love
Always believe ....Always share ....
And most of all , Always give Love a chance ....
OUT OF THE DUSK A SHADOW ,
THEN A SPARK ;
OUT OF A CLOUD A SILENCE ,
THEN A LARK ;
OUT OF THE HEART A RAPTURE ,
THEN A PAIN ;
OUT OF THE DEAD , COLD ASHES ,
LIFE AGAIN.....
O SHADOW , IN THY FLEETING FORM I SEE
THE FRIEND OF FORTUNE THAT ONCE CLUNG TO ME .
IN FLATTERING LIGHT , THY CONSTANEY IS SHOWN ;
IN DARKNESS , THOU WILT LEAVE ME ALL ALONE .
