Liberty Fly

My dear enchanted fly at liberty to the sun height
joyfully brush your wing with the sun light
lovingly come sit on my shoulder upon your sight
and heavenly share the blessing for our delight.♥

~ ramp 150713 ~

Journey

We have time enough to spare, my dear friend.
To pause and lift some other's burden,
And will lighten ours upon the bend,
That can help us in the end,
For stopping sometimes on the course
And seeking someones who have been off course,
Will lighten ours upon the darkest night,
Restoring them into day and light.♥

Waves

Waves . . . .
feel the music
let the beat help you feel good
feel the music of a meaningful life
by listening to your own lyrics
now
dance
dance to the music
of your own composition.♥
~ramp297,280212~

Beauty Transformed

Inside my cocoon
suffocated . . . . 
choking, ---- a Rainbow!
coming, wrapping, tattooing 
in frenzy shades of 
black, blue, green, pink, orange, . . . . yellow
My cocoon
caged . . . . 
enclosing, an Escape!
exciting, letting, freeing
into open-wide-space
slowly waving new wings
free
flapping out to the summer wind, . . . . rain.♥

~ramp297, 090312 ~

Beginning

You can't be always what you are
It's about time you spread your wings
You should fly . . . . need to fly
Start with little flaps
Spread your wings for more bigger flaps
Keep going
Understand this
You can't stay what you are
Always.♥

~ramp 297, 050312~

Contained - Words

"Speechless . . . . contained . . . . words don't come easy."♥

I contained myself in words
In the dreams and visions they call
The taste of them on my tongue
I creep as they brush across my lips
Flutter as they form in my chest
A roll larger than myself
While they wind a path through my mind
Illuminating this sensation, and that emotion
Recording all the world so that no moment must die
But these are only words
Contained
And for all they do for me
I would rather hold your gaze
Drawn you in
Feel your breath as you speak to me
In a beaus nonsense no words can bring
Contained in you, I am eternally bounded.♥
~ramp 297, 290212~



Why did you say them ---- 
Those profound words I wanted to say?
You strung them together
One bead, one word, one feather
They were mine, you know
I held them close,
Afraid to look, 
In case you saw them too
And stole them away 
To write my book.
In the dark of the night, 
I would look at them
Dream them, 
Touch and even think them
Bold, unabashed
They would tumble
Beautiful and raw 
They would flow
At day break, though, 
They were gone ----
Again. 
You saw through me, 
You saw my soul.
You stole them all 
And wrote them down
You made them real . . . .
They belong to you now
Lofty ---- tangible
They are ---- My words.♥
~ Words, Ameeta Agnihotri ~

Luna

Only you can hear my soul 

Moon
How many songs yet resounded
Through the centuries desires 
Winged the heaven to reach you
Harbour for non-writing poets
Who often lose their minds
You hear the sighs of yearning
And give a dream to every soul
Guiding moon, listen to me now

Only you can hear my soul

Moon
You know the secret of eternity
And the narrow path of truth
Lighten my heart
Heart of a man who doesn't know
That love can ease the pain
Like a fire that burns the soul

Moon
You light up the heaven and its immensity
We only see the side you wish to show
Like we ourselves mostly do
Non-flying porcelain angels
Burning paper souls
Hearts falling like leaves
Dreams going up in smoke
Children of the earth and of yourself, who knows

That love can ease the pain
Like a fire that burns the soul
But love is the driving force of our heart
The power that moves and illuminates everything

Only you can hear my soul
The dawning light, my goddess, my oh so silent goddess.♥

~ Luna, Allesandro Safina ~ 

The Rose

"The Rose"

Some say love, it is a river
That drowns the tender reed.
Some say love, it is a razor
That leaves your soul to bleed.
Some say love, it is a hunger,
An endless aching need.
I say love, it is a flower,
And you its only seed.

It's the heart afraid of breaking
That never learns to dance.
It's the dream afraid of waking
That never takes the chance.
It's the one who won't be taken,
Who cannot seem to give,
And the soul afraid of dyin'
That never learns to live.

When the night has been too lonely
And the road has been too long,
And you think that love is only
For the lucky and the strong,
Just remember in the winter
Far beneath the bitter snows
Lies the seed that with the sun's love
In the spring becomes the rose.♥

~ Bette Midler ~

The Quest

"Impossible Dream"

To dream the impossible dream
To fight the unbeatable foe
To bear with unbearable sorrow
And to run where 
the brave dare not go
To right the unrightable wrong
And to love pure and chaste from afar
To try when your arms are too weary
To reach the unreachable star
This is my quest
To follow that star
No matter how hopeless
No matter how far
To fight for the right
Without question or pause
To be willing to march, 
march into hell
For that heavenly cause
And I know
If I'll only be true
To this glorious quest
That my heart
Will lie peaceful and calm
When I'm laid to my rest
And the world will be 
better for this
That one man, scorned 
and covered with scars,
Still strove with his last 
ounce of courage
To reach the unreachable, 
the unreachable,
The unreachable star
And I'll always dream
The impossible dream
Yes, and I'll reach
The unreachable star.♥

~ The Quest, Man of La Mancha ~

Songs On The Death Of The Children - Gustav Mahler

"Now the sun wants to rise as brightly"

Now the sun wants to rise as brightly
as if nothing terrible had happened during the night.
The misfortune had happened only to me,
but the sun shines equally on everyone.
You must not enfold the night in you.
You must sink it in eternal light.
A little star went out in my tent!
Greetings to the joyful light of the world.

"Now I see well, why with such dark flames"

Now I see well, why with such dark flames
in many glances you flash upon me
O Eyes : as if in one look
to draw all your strength together
I didn't realise, because a mist surrounded me
woven of tangled destinies
that your beam was already returning homewards to the place
from which all rays emanate.
You would tell me with your brightness :
We would gladly stay with you!
Now that is denied to us by Fate.
Look at us, soon we will be far away!
What are only eyes to you in these days,
in the coming night shall be your stars.

"When your mother"

When your mother
steps in through the door
and I turn my head
to see at her,
falling on her face
my gaze does not first fall,
but at the place
nearer the doorstep,
there, where your
dear little face would be,
when you with bright joy
step inside,
as you used to, my little daughter.
When your mother
steps in through the door
with the glowing candle,
it seems to me, always
you came in too,
hurrying behind her,
as you used to come into the room.
Oh you, of a father's cell,
ah, too soon
extinguished light!

"I often think : they have only just gone out"

I often think : they have only just gone out,
and now they will be coming back home.
The day is fine, don't be dismayed,
They have just gone for a long walk.
Yes indeed, they have just gone out,
and now they are making their way home.
Don't be dismayed, the day is fine,
they have simply made a journey to yonder heights.
They have just gone out ahead of us,
and will not be thinking of coming home.
We go to meet them on yonder heights
In the sunlight, The day is fine.

"In this weather!"

In this weather, in this windy storm,
I would never have sent the children out.
They have been carried off,
I wasn't able to warn them!
In this weather, in this gale,
I would never have let the children out.
I feared they sickened :
those thoughts are now in vain.
In this weather, in this storm,
I would never have let the children out,
I was anxious they might die the next day :
now anxiety is pointless.
In this weather, in this windy storm,
I would never have sent the children out.
They have been carried off,
I wasn't able to warn them!
In this weather, in this gale, in this windy storm,
they rest as if in their mother's house :
frightened by no storm,
sheltered by the Hand of God. ♥ 

~ Friedrich Ruckert, Songs on the Death of Children ~ 

Deep Peace

Deep peace of the running wave to you
Deep peace of the flowing air to you
Deep peace of the quiet earth to you
Deep peace of the shining stars to you
Deep peace of the gentle night to you
Moon and the stars pour their healing light on you
Deep peace of Christ the light of the world to you
Deep peace of Christ t you. ♥ 

~ Libera, Deep Peace (Gaelic Blessing) ~ 

OPAL

You are ice and fire,
The touch of you burns my hand like snow.
You are cold and flame.
You are crimson of amaryllis,
The silver of moon-touched magnolias.
When I am with you,
My heart is a frozen pond
Gleaming with agitated torches. ♥ 

~Amy Lowell, Opal ~ 

I HELD A JEWEL

I held a jewel in my fingers
And went to sleep
The day was warm, and winds were prosy
I said, "Twill keep"

I woke ---- chide my honest fingers,
The Gem was gone
And now, an Amethyst remembrance
Is all I own. ♥ 

~ Emily Dickinson, I Held A Jewel ~

DAFFODILS

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils ----
Beside the lake, beneath the trees.
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay :
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads at a sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced, but they
Out-did the sparkling leaves in glee ----
A poet could not be but gay,
In such a jocund company!
I gazed ---- and gazed ---- but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought :

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude ----
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils. ♥ 

~ Daffodils, William Wordsworth ~ 

GYPSY

I asked a gypsy pal
To imitate an old image
And speak old wisdom.
She drew in her chin,
Made her neck and head
The top piece of a Nile obelisk
and said :
Snatch off the gag from the mouth, child,
And be free to keep silence.
Tell no man everything for no man listens,
Yet hold thy lips ready to speak. ♥ 

~ GYPSY, Carl Sandburg ~ 

Say It Best

You say it best . . . . 

The smile on your face let's me know that you need me
There's a truth in your eyes saying you'll never leave me
The touch of your hand says you'll catch me if ever I fall
You say it best when you say nothing at all

All day long I can hear people talking out loud
But when you hold me near, you drown out the crowd
Try as they may they can never define
What's being said between your heart and mine.♥

. . . . when you say nothing at all, Ronan Keating

Rose Beauty

♥ I Am the Rosa ♥

I am the Rosa 
Self-reliant
Strong
Sharp
Sweet
Akin to the Rosa
You'll be trapped by it's beauty
With a bond of endless love
It's too late you lay eyes on the thorns
My petals too the shade of blood.♥

A Red Red Rose

My love is like a red, red rose
That’s newly sprung in June :
My love is like the melody
That’s sweetly played in tune.

As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in love am I :
And I will love thee still, my dear,
Till a’ the seas gang dry.

Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi’ the sun :
And I will love thee still, my dear,
While the sands o’ life shall run.

And fare thee weel, my only love,
And fare thee weel a while !
And I will come again, my love,
Thou’ it were ten thousand mile.♥

~ A Red, Red Rose, Robert Burns ~

Our Song

♥ A Love Note ♥

Sing me a song . . . . a love song
A sad love song
A sweet love song
A song to last a life long

Art songs
Pop songs
Folk songs
All songs

Solo, duet, and trio
Opera and Oratorio
Accompanied by musical string
A cappella poetic rhyming

Soulful and Gay 
For a graceful sway
Playful trance 
For a modern dance

Sing a song however whatever
Song to sing forever and ever
They may be religious verses or free prose
So long it's heartily dedicated to a single rose.♥

~ pca ramp ~

Bugged

One for You and One for Me ♥

During the Middle Ages, insects were destroying the crops, so the Catholic farmers prayed to the Virgin Mary for help. Soon the Ladybugs came, ate the plant-destroying pests and saved the crops! The farmers began calling the ladybugs "The Beetles of Our Lady", and they eventually became known as "Lady Beetles" The red wings represented the Virgin's cloak and the black spots represented her joys and sorrows. They didn't differentiate between males and females. This explains the origins of the name “ladybug.” Ladybugs are also known as “lady beetles,” or “ladybirds,” other references to the Virgin. Many other animals and plants are associated with the Virgin Mary, so she must be a busy lady!
Given their popularity, it's not surprising that there are many myths about ladybugs. In many parts of the world, the ladybug considered good luck. These beneficial garden insects eat harmful pests that can damage plants and produce.♥

"Ladybug, Ladybug, fly away home . . . . your house is on fire, and your children will burn. Except little Nan, who sits in a pan, weaving gold laces as fast as she can!" ♥