IDYLLS OF THE KING

"Though much is taken, 

much abides; and though

We are not now that strength 

which in old days moved earth and heaven, 

that which we are, we are;

One equal temper of heroic hearts,

Made weak by time and fate, 

but strong in will

To strive, to seek, to find, 

and not to yield." 

~ Alfred Tennyson

ROADS GO EVER ON

"Roads Go Ever On"

Roads go ever ever on,

Over rock and under tree,

By caves where never sun has shone,

By streams that never find the sea;

Over snow by winter sown,

And through the merry flowers of June,

Over grass and over stone,

And under mountains in the moon.

Roads go ever ever on,

Under cloud and under star.

Yet feet that wandering have gone

Turn at last to home afar.

Eyes that fire and sword have seen,

And horror in the halls of stone

Look at last on meadows green,

And trees and hills they long have known.

The Road goes ever on and on

Down from the door where it began.

Now far ahead the Road has gone,

And I must follow, if I can,

Pursuing it with eager feet,

Until it joins some larger way,

Where many paths and errands meet.

The Road goes ever on and on

Down from the door where it began.

Now far ahead the Road has gone,

And I must follow, if I can,

Pursuing it with weary feet,

Until it joins some larger way,

Where many paths and errands meet.

And whither then? I cannot say.

The Road goes ever on and on

Out from the door where it began.

Now far ahead the Road has gone.

Let others follow, if they can!

Let them a journey new begin.

But I at last with weary feet

Will turn towards the lighted inn,

My evening-rest and sleep to meet

~ J.R.R. Tolkien (The Lord of the Rings) .

UNDER THE HARVEST MOON

UNDER THE HARVEST MOON

UNDER the harvest moon,

When the soft silver

Drips shimmering

Over the garden nights,

Death, the gray mocker,

Comes and whispers to you

As a beautiful friend

Who remembers.

          

Under the summer roses

When the flagrant crimson

Lurks in the dusk

Of the wild red leaves,

Love, with little hands,

Comes and touches you

With a thousand memories,

And asks you

Beautiful, unanswerable questions.

~Carl Sandburg

IT'S A SMALL WORLD

It's A Small World

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It's a world of laughter, 

A world of tears. 

It's a world of hopes 

And a world of fears 

There's so much that we share, 

That it's time we're aware, 

It's a small world after all.

There is just one moon 

And one golden sun; 

And a smile means 

Friendship to everyone. 

Though the mountains divide, 

And the oceans are wide, 

It's a small world after all. 

It's a small world after all! 

It's a small world after all! 

It's a small world after all! 

It's a small, small world! 

~ Richard M. Sherman and 

   Robert B. Sherman

I will not join you in fear

I WILL NOT JOIN YOU IN FEAR

I will not join you in your fear ...thank you 
For I know the tales, I know the facade 
It interests me not!  
I am much too busy with the colors of day, 
the hues of the night
the illuminations of light, 
the melodies of joy, 
the dancing of ghosts.

I will not join in your fear today
For I know the next step in that journey
the darkness of anger
the infection of envy, 
the hatred of brothers, 
the loss of feeling. 
The reflections in your mind is emptiness
... nothing to do with me.

I will not join your in fear thank you.
 For the unknown is beauty, 
the mysterious is intoxicating, 
the wondrous is alluring, 
the different is magnificent. 

I will not join you in you fear,
for I know a path, 
I know a place
The uncommon is common, 
a reflection of soul.
We welcome change, 
we welcome sight
this is our gift
this is our choice
this is where I shall remain.

I will not join you in your fear... 
I am much too busy.