Monday
May052014
Monday, May 5, 2014 at 04:44AM
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B o r n e A w a y
Laurel Grove Cemetery
Savannah, Georgia
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All of them are sitting
Inside a lamp of coarse wire
And being in all directions
Shed upon darkness,
Their bodies softening to shadow, until
They come to rest out in the yard
In a kind of blurred golden country
In which they more deeply lie
Than if they were being created
Of Heavenly light.
Where they are floating beyond
Themselves, in peace,
Where they have laid down
Their souls and not known it,
The smallest creatures,
As every night they do,
Come to the edge of them
And sing, if they can,
Or, if they can't, simply shine
Their eyes back, sitting on haunches,
Pulsating and thinking of music.
Occasionally, something weightless
Touches the screen
With its body, dies,
Or is unmurmuringly hurt,
But mainly nothing happens
Except that a family continues
To be laid down
In the midst of its nightly creatures,
Not one of which openly comes
Into the golden shadow
Where the people are lying,
Emitted by their own house
So humanly that they become
More than human, and enter the place
Of small, blindly singing things,
Seeming to rejoice
Perpetually, without effort,
Without knowing why
Or how they do it.
=James Dickey=
Happy Monday
Sunday
May042014
Ever interceding
Sunday, May 4, 2014 at 04:44AM
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H o m e W i t h J e s u s
Elmwood Cemetery
Columbia, South Carolina
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Someone to go the extra mile
Just like a mother caring for her child
A friend who sticks through thick or thin
No matter what you've done or where you've been
Just like one great big family
A stronger, older brother He will be
So quick and ready to defend
The younger, weaker to the end.
And he's ever interceding
To the Father for His children
Yes, He's ever interceding
To the Father for His own
Through Him we can reach the Father
So bring Him all your heavy burdens
Yes, He's ever interceding
So come boldly to the throne.
Just like sheep we've gone astray
Struggling 'neath the debt we could not pay
Not ever hoping to renew
The love and fellowship that we once knew
But He began to intercede
Crying Father, please forgive, I plead
And as the nails pierced in His hands
God once again reached out to man.
And he's ever interceding
To the Father for His children
Yes, He's ever interceding
To the Father for His own
Through Him we can reach the Father
So bring Him all your heavy burdens
Yes, He's ever interceding
So come boldly to the throne.
=Carolyn Gillman=
Wherefore he is able also to save them to the uttermost that come unto God
by him, seeing he ever liveth to make intercession for them.
Hebrews 7:25
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Happy Sunday
Saturday
May032014
A tenderer verse
Saturday, May 3, 2014 at 09:44AM
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F r e s h E a r s
Finlay Park
Columbia, South Carolina
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I idly cut a parsley stalk,
And blew therein towards the moon;
I had not thought what ghosts would walk
With shivering footsteps to my tune.
I went, and knelt, and scooped my hand
As if to drink, into the brook,
And a faint figure seemed to stand
Above me, with the bygone look.
I lipped rough rhymes of chance, not choice,
I thought not what my words might be;
There came into my ear a voice
That turned a tenderer verse for me.
=Thomas Hardy=
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Happy Saturday
Friday
May022014
And revery
Friday, May 2, 2014 at 04:44AM
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B i r d B a t h
Elmwood Cemetery
Columbia, South Carolina
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To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee, --
One clover, and a bee.
And revery.
The revery alone will do,
If bees are few.
=Emily Dickinson=
Happy Friday
Thursday
May012014
In joy beneath the sky
Thursday, May 1, 2014 at 04:44AM
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G r e e n P a t h
Laurel Grove Cemetery
Savannah, Georgia
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In time of silver rain
The earth puts forth new life again,
Green grasses grow
And flowers lift their heads,
And over all the plain
The wonder spreads
Of Life,
Of Life,
Of life!
In time of silver rain
The butterflies lift silken wings
To catch a rainbow cry,
And trees put forth new leaves to sing
In joy beneath the sky
As down the roadway
Passing boys and girls
Go singing, too,
In time of silver rain
The earth puts forth new life again,
Green grasses grow
And flowers lift their heads,
And over all the plain
The wonder spreads
Of Life,
Of Life,
Of life!
In time of silver rain
The butterflies lift silken wings
To catch a rainbow cry,
And trees put forth new leaves to sing
In joy beneath the sky
As down the roadway
Passing boys and girls
Go singing, too,
In time of silver rain
When spring
And life
Are new.
And life
Are new.
=Langston Hughes=
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Happy Thursday ~ Happy May