Evening Words, Wisdom and Beauty

It's been a lovely day -- not quite as much sun as I would have liked, but much warmer and in a way the beautiful colors seem even more beautiful against the gray/blue skies. So, I decided to share not only the lovely colors, but the lovely words that some have written about spring. This line by Gzowski does indeed express my feelings lately!!

We need spring. We need it desperately, and, usually, we need it before God is willing to give it to us.
- Peter Gzowski

But as you wind down your day, take time to appreciate the beauty that can be seen most everywhere -- if you take the time to look.


And Spring arose on the garden fair,
Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere;
And each flower and herb on Earth's dark breast
rose from the dreams of its wintry rest.
- Percy Bysshe Shelley, The Sensitive Plant

Come, fill the Cup, and in the Fire of Spring
The Winter Garment of Repentance fling:
The Bird of Time has but a little way
To fly--and Lo! the Bird is on the Wing.
- Omar Khayyám


Spring shows what God can do with a drab and dirty world.
- Virgil A. Kraft

Evening Beauty -- April is Here!

Well, in a few hours and I doubt it will make a lot of changes here overnight. But I had to go to the bank this morning and I've gotten where I take the camera with me wherever I go because I never know what I might stumble on that would require me taking a photo. Anyway, as I got out of the car I realized the sky had turned blue and the flowering trees lining the parking lot were this fragile pink and it had happened almost overnight. It didn't last long, the wind blew the clouds back across the sky and it was soon raining -- again. I'm glad I got this to remind me to have faith!
Be sure to click on the photo to see how really lovely the tree is.

Come, fill the Cup, and in the Fire of Spring
The Winter Garment of Repentance fling:
The Bird of Time has but a little way
To fly--and Lo! the Bird is on the Wing.
Omar Khayyam

April
The roofs are shining from the rain,
The sparrows twitter as they fly,
And with a windy April grace
The little clouds go by.
Yet the back yards are bare and brown
With only one unchanging tree--
I could not be so sure of Spring
Save that it sings in me.
Sara Teasdale

Words for the Evening

Everything comes to us that belongs to us if we create the capacity to receive it.

Rabindranath Tagore

Words for the Evening

Mysteries of Life

Till the mist clears
we shall dream and fantasize
of what lies beyond.

Deepak Amembal

Thought for the Evening

The clouds here yesterday were so amazing! Had to share this one this evening.

Love is an endless mystery, for it has nothing else to explain it.
Tagore

Thought for the Evening

Communication
is a spiritual bonding
Overriding space.

Deepak Amembal

For those of you who would like to read more of Deepak's poetry click here to go to his poetry site.

Words for the Evening

Tears
The light drizzle
Does little to help
Lift the gloom
But settles the dust
Raised by
Unwanted thoughts.

Deepak Amembal

Faith and Good Thoughts

/\ Namaste

Faith is the bird that feels the light when the dawn is still dark.
Rabindranath Tagore

During times like these we need to follow, to imitate the bird.


HUMAN BEINGS ARE SUCH SMALL CREATURES, WHEN YOU LOOK AT THEM FROM THE PERSPECTIVE OF OUTER SPACE, AREN'T THEY?

SO DON'T BE TOO WORRIED ABOUT EVERYTHING,
TREASURE EVERY MOMENT, DO WHAT YOU WISH TO DO.....
BROADEN YOUR VIEW, BROADEN YOUR MIND,
DON'T WORRY TOO MUCH ABOUT THINGS THAT ARE BOTHERING YOU,
DO TREASURE YOUR LOVE, LIVE SAFELY AND PEACEFULLY,
ALWAYS BE HAPPY TO WELCOME THE COMING OF THE NEW DAY....... ENJOY THE SUNSHINE ..
ALWAYS LOOK AT THE BRIGHTER SIDE OF THINGS.....
I RECEIVED THESE LOVELY WORDS, REMINDERS, THOUGHTS FROM MY GOOD FRIEND ROB IN TORONTO. ENJOY!

Happy Monday!

The butterfly counts not months but moments,
and has time enough.
R. Tagore

I've had a lovely weekend, some sun, some clouds, some time to take pictures, some time to spend with friends. Eight of us got together to watch the Super Bowl and it was such fun to see Bruce Springsteen as the half time entertainer, lots of fireworks, and some of the most hilarious advertising I've seen in a long time! They out did themselves this year. So, there was lots of laughs, lots of good food and a lot of shouting when it looked as though the Cardinals would win, but as you may know, in the last minute and a half, the Steelers scored another touchdown. So, we were disappointed, but it was still an on-the-edge-of-your-seat game.

I wish you all a lovely start to the week, with lots of love and beauty and joy -- no politics today, I'm ranted out for the moment.

And His Song Is My Song

My Song
by Rabindranath Tagore

This song of mine will wind its music around you,
my child, like the fond arms of love.

The song of mine will touch your forehead
like a kiss of blessing.

When you are alone it will sit by your side and
whisper in your ear, when you are in the crowd
it will fence you about with aloofness.

My song will be like a pair of wings to your dreams,
it will transport your heart to the verge of the unknown.

It will be like the faithful star overhead
when dark night is over your road.

My song will sit in the pupils of your eyes,
and will carry your sight into the heart of things.

And when my voice is silenced in death,
my song will speak in your living heart.

Finding the Joy

/\Namaste
During these days it seems to be harder and harder to find and to feel the joy that we all want to have in our lives. But what is life without joy? I can gripe and complain with the best regarding politics in this country today; I worry about the economy and how it is going to affect my kids -- me. Just today my son, David, in Texas wrote me that the layoffs have begun at Fossil where he works as a graphic artist. His job is not in danger -- yet. This is what he wrote me, "There were layoffs this morning. It affected three people in our department. One is a young woman from Israel who only has 21 days to find another job in the design field before she will be forced to return home. Kind of a heavy day around here." I hurt for that young woman. But we do have it within us to feel and experience joy, it just requires that we be able to look past the troubled world we live in. Look up, look around you! I found this poem and thought that it said all pretty well.

"Joy," by Rabindranath Tagore
And Joy is Everywhere
It is in the Earth's green covering of grass;
In the blue serenity of the Sky;
In the reckless exuberance of Spring;
In the severe abstinence of gray Winter;
In the Living flesh that animates our bodily frame;
In the perfect poise of the Human figure, noble and upright;
In Living;
In the exercise of all our powers;
In the acquisition of Knowledge;
in fighting evils...
Joy is there Everywhere.

I'm Back -- With a Lovely Poem

It's been a frustrating, expensive day getting my computer repaired, but I'm back online so beware!

I found this beautiful winter poem and thought it might be a comfort to you. It was to me, and it's very well written.

I felt it really captured my own feelings about winter.

'WINTER'

A poem by
Abigail Elizabeth McIntyre



SHIT, It's Cold !

The End