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[tulc]

The Second Coming

Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of spiritus mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches toward Bethlehem to be born?
-William Butler Yeats

 

[ouse]

ive always loved the quote, "even a broken clock is right two time a day."

 

[tulc]

"I distrust those people who know so well what God wants them to do because I notice it always coincides with their own desires."
-Susan B. Anthony

 

[Soulwings]

An eye for an eye soon leaves everyone blind
~Mohandas K. Gandhi

I don't think I posted that one before

 

[Blessed-one]

oh, nice one, Sw.

 

[dsdumpling]

For dsdumpling:


STOPPING BY WOODS ON A SNOWY EVENING

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.


My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep. - Robert Frost

Thank you Pegasus! I memorized this one a long time ago. I recitedit to my daughters (when they were younger) and told them to close their eyes and imagine being the person in the woods. You can almost hear the snow fall. Robert Frost was an excellent poet!

 

[dsdumpling]

We know what we are, but know not what we may be. William Shakespeare

 

[tulc]

Is it all sewn up—my life?
Is it at this point so predictable
so orderly,
so neat,
so arranged,
so right,
that I don’t have time or space
for listening for the rustle of angels’ wings
or running to stables to see a baby?
Could this be what he meant when he said
Listen, those who have ears to hear…
Look, those who have eyes to see?
O God, give me the humbleness of those shepherds
who saw in the cold December darkness
the Coming of Light
the Advent of Love!
-Anne Weems

 

[tulc]

I can not slight your opinion, and I never will. God is good, and if we agree on nothing... I hold your hand in this One Body to which we belong and agree that Jesus saves to the utmost.
~Kathy (also known as Phileo on CF)

to which I add amen!
tulc

 

[tulc]

Politically correct 12 days of ...er... uh... ~ On the 12th day of the Eurocentrically imposed midwinter festival, my Significant Other in a consenting adult monogamous relationship gave to me:

~ TWELVE males reclaiming their inner warrior through ritual drumming,
~ ELEVEN pipers piping (plus the 18-member pit orchestra made up of members in good standing of the Musicians Equity Union as called for in their union contract even though they will not be asked to play a note).
~ TEN melanin-deprived testosterone-poisoned scions of the patriarchal ruling class system leaping,
~ NINE persons engaged in rhythmic self-expression,
~ EIGHT economically disadvantaged female persons stealing milk-products from enslaved Bovine-Americans,
~ SEVEN endangered swans swimming on federally protected wetlands,
~ SIX enslaved Fowl-Americans producing stolen non-human animal products,
~ FIVE golden symbols of culturally sanctioned enforced domestic incarceration,(NOTE: after members of the Animal Liberation Front threatened to throw red paint at my computer, the calling birds, French hens and partridge have been reintroduced to their native habitat. To avoid further
Animal-American enslavement, the remaining gift package has been revised.)
~ FOUR hours of recorded whale songs,
~ THREE deconstructionist poets,
~ TWO Sierra Club calendars printed on recycled processed tree carcasses, and
~ ONE Spotted Owl activist chained to an old-growth pear tree.
~ Merry Christmas.
~ Happy Chanukah/Hanukkah.
~ Good Kwanzaa.
~ Blessed Yule.
~ Oh, heck! Happy Holidays!!!!
(unless otherwise prohibited by law).
Unless, of course, you are suffering from Seasonally Affected Disorder (SAD). If this be the case, please substitute this gratuitous call for celebration
with a suggestion that you have a thoroughly adequate day.

 

[PegasusOnFire]

From there to here,
from here to there,
funny things,
are everywhere.- Dr. Seuss

 

[elanor]

What a great thread! I'm going to have to bookmark it and re-read these quotes.

sbbqb7n16 - That Jim Elliot quote has always been one of my favorites.

tulc - You've read Anne Lamott's work? I'm totally impressed. She's a great favorite of mine.

A couple of my favorites:

Blessed are those who give without remembering, and receive without forgetting. -Author Unknown

And a poem...

From prayer that asks that I may be
Sheltered from winds that beat on Thee,
From fearing when I should aspire
From faltering when I should climb higher,
From silken self, O Captain, free
Thy soldier who would follow Thee.

From subtle love of softening things,
From easy choices, weakenings,
Not thus are spirits fortified,
Not this way went the Crucified,
From all that dims Thy Calvary,
O Lamb of God, deliver me.

Give me the love that leads the way,
The faith that nothing can dismay,
The hope no disappointments tire,
The passion that will burn like fire,
Let me not sink to be a clod:
Make me Thy fuel, Flame of God.

-Amy Carmichael
(It was Jim Elliot's favorite poem, by the way)

 

[Salsa_1960]

Pegasus, "Stopping by the Woods on a Snowy Evening" is my favorite poem and Frost is my favorite poet (see my signature). I have that poem memorized.

Another of his I have memorized is:

Fire and Ice​

Some say the world will end in fire,​

Some say in ice.​

From what I’ve tasted of desire​

I hold with those who favor fire.​

But if it had to perish twice,​

I think I know enough of hate​

To know that for destruction ice​

Is also great​

And would suffice.​

Thank God, the end of the world is in His hands, but still we (mankind) can do a lot of damage on our own with anger (hate) and desire. Though I don't fear that we will destroy the world, much can still be learned from what Frost's poem warns.​

 

[Jesusfreekwanabe]

if a man has discoverd NOTHING that he LOVES enoff to DiE foR , That man IS NoT wOrthY of LiFe .

my firends , M.L.K , is my favorite , and in my own oppoin ill say i compped u all out

 

[HumbleforHim]

For the scientist who has lived by his faith in the power of reason, the story ends like a bad dream. He has scaled the mountains of ignorance; he is about to conquer the highest peak; as he pulls himself over the final rock, he is greeted by a band of theologians who have been sitting there for centuries.’ --Internationally recognized astronomer, Dr. Robert Jastrow

 

[TheOriginalWhitehorse]

I positively love it. That is a great quote.

 

[elanor]

Another poem which sadly comes to mind all too often

I knew a Malchus once,
Severly wounded by a Peter's sword.
Crazed with anger, dazed with pain
He thrust aside with awful pride
That healing hand whose touch alone
Could make him whole again.
"Have Jesus touch me? Hell!" he hissed.
"'Twas his disciple swung the sword
Aiming for my neck, and missed!
I want no part of Peter's lord!"
Strong Savior, Christ, so oft repelled,
For rash disciples, blamed.
Poor wounded fools by pride compelled
To go on living maimed.

-Ruth Bell Graham

 

[tulc]

Mine is a most peaceable disposition. My wishes are: a humble cottage
with a thatched roof, but a good bed, good food, the freshest milk and
butter, flowers before my window, and a few fine trees before my door;
and if God wants to make my happiness complete, he will grant me the
joy of seeing some six or seven of my enemies hanging from those
trees. Before their death I shall, moved in my heart, forgive them all
the wrong they did me in their lifetime. One must, it is true, forgive
one's enemies-- but not before they have been hanged.
-Heinrich Heine (1797-1856)

 

[freespirit2001]

" Grace is Christ meeting us at our greatest need." David H.C. Reed

"At the same time the man who has become a thinking being feels a compulsion to give to every will-to-live the same reverence for life that he gives to his own. He experiences that other life in his own. He accepts as being good:
to preserve life, to promote life, to raise to its highest value life which is capable of developement,

and as being evil:
to destroy life, to injure life, to repress life that is capable of development.

This is the absolute, fundamental principle of the moral, and it is necessity of thought."
Albert Schweitzer


"When the heart weeps for what is has lost,
the spirit laughs for what it has found."
Sufism

"The harvest is the close of the age,
The reapers are angels."
Matthew 13:39

 

[freespirit2001]

" Go where he will, the wise man is at home,
His hearth the earth,---his hall the azure dome;
Where his clear spirit leads him, there's his road,
By God's own light illuminated and foreshowed."
Emerson



" We are the music makers,
And we are the dreamer of dreams,
Wandering by the love sea-breakers,
And sitting by desolate streams;
World losers and world forsakers,
On whom the pale moon gleams;
Yet we are the movers and shakers
Of the world, forever, it seems."
O'Shaughney
The Fountain of Tears