Out of your whole life give but one moment!
All of your life that has gone before,
All to come after it, – so you ignore,
So you make perfect the present, – condense,
In a rapture of rage, for perfection’s endowment,
Thought and feeling and soul and sense –
Merged in a moment which gives me at last
You around me for once, you beneath me, above me –
Me – sure that despite of time future, time past, –
This tick of our life-time’s one moment you love me!
How long such suspension may linger? Ah, Sweet –
The moment eternal – just that and no more –
When ecstasy’s utmost we clutch at the core
While cheeks burn, arms open, eyes shut and lips meet! ~ Robert Browning
These two kids will lead us to a brighter future:
Opinions please. My kids 7 & 13 both want to buy there own cabin rooms and be able to decorate anyway they want when we buy land and build our tiny house. They cost anywhere from $6000-$12000 they would own them not us. So hubby and I said sure. If you want to you have […]
via 7 & 13 already going into business — kelzbelzphotography
No, I am not being morbid. I just like a poem about irony. It may be weird, but I’m okay with that.
Why are the things that have no death
The ones with neither sight nor breath!
Eternity is thrust upon
A bit of earth, a senseless stone.
A grain of dust, a casual clod
Receives the greatest gift of God.
A pebble in the roadway lies—
It never dies.
The grass our fathers cut away
Is growing on their graves to-day;
The tiniest brooks that scarcely flow
Eternally will come and go.
There is no kind of death to kill
The sands that lie so meek and still….
But Man is great and strong and wise—
And so he dies. ~ Louis Untermeyer