Wednesday, October 17, 2007
Life's Treasures...
As she stood in moons light, she whispered to him.
What, treasures have you, to show me your love?
He answered her softly, almost a "coo"..
I have diamonds, and gold, I have silver for you.
I have lands, and buildings a home most divine
You'll never know wanting with me by your side.
I have wealth to indulge, your every hearts whim
What ever your desires I can buy them.
You can spend all your time in the sun on a yacht
Shopping, or chatting, what ever you'd like.
She turns to go, and he shifts his weight
What else could she want?, he thinks to himself..
He's angered now by her lack of response
"How dare you defy me, I have promised you wealth".
She turns and looks back, and whisper's again.
The question's, she asks, are answers for "him"..
What is it you see, that your heart desires?
Why is it me, you wish to acquire?
~Your beauty,Your grace
~Your poise and your stature
~The way that you smile,
~Your eyes, how they sparkle..
And what is it in me, you wish so to grasp
What for yourself, for this would you ask?
~I wish for your beauty
~To be by my side,
~For meetings, or pleasure
~What ever the time.
She steps towards him, so she is sure he can hear her
Her voice like music, still just a whisper..
For all of your wealth, your diamonds and gold
You have not a clue the true value of love.
For all of my lacking in material things
I am far richer, than you'll ever be.
I know the joy's of walking this earth
Our "true " life's treasures. They, can never be bought.
For life, is so full of riches. You can not touch,
but yet you will feel them. With in the depths of your heart.
The pains and the joys, the fears or the shame,
The laughter or tears or all the times in between.
The Oceans, the mountains, the sun, or the stars
The moons light, a stream or a valley of flowers
The pure joy of another that shares just a smile,
The laughter and playing, that of a child..
Treasure's you offer? I think not
The "treasure" I wish for is Love from the heart.
What more could I give you? I have offered the world!
I don't understand this, not one single word.
As she smiled at him she gave him an answer
For one day he'd know what really to treasure
To give of your self, is to give without thought
Of what you would want just for yourself.
To see with your heart "who" someone is,
To share""of" yourself not "what" you can give..
To give with your heart, if just a smile,
To see others here with equal value.
With that she turned and was out of his sight
All he could see..soft rays of moons light.
D.Enise
TRUE TREASURES
Copyright ~2002
Friday, October 12, 2007
A Lifelong Commitment...
It is something that is very, very special.
It is something that no one can really explain.
It's something that is made up of much deep
devotion, joy, pain and sacrifice.
It is endless and unselfish and it endures
whatever may come.
It is full of hopes, dreams, tears and pleasure.
Nothing can ever destroy it or take that
special love away.
It is very patient and forgiving.
A Mother's love is a lifelong commitment
to selflessness.
More often than not, it requires much more
giving than receiving.
But it is something that is given with delight,
gratitude, enthusiasm and much satisfaction.
A Mother's love never fails or falters even
though the heart is breaking.
It is always believing when all the rest of the
world is condemning.
A Mother's love is a splendored miracle that man
cannot understand.
It is something that cannot be measured,
for it has no beginning or no end.
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Wondrous Evidence...
A Mother's love is something
that no on can explain,
It is made of deep devotion
and of sacrifice and pain,
It is endless and unselfish
and enduring come what may
For nothing can destroy it
or take that love away . . .
It is patient and forgiving
when all others are forsaking,
And it never fails or falters
even though the heart is breaking . . .
It believes beyond believing
when the world around condemns,
And it glows with all the beauty
of the rarest, brightest gems . . .
It is far beyond defining,
it defies all explanation,
And it still remains a secret
like the mysteries of creation . . .
A many splendoured miracle
man cannot understand
And another wondrous evidence
of God's tender guiding hand.
A Mother's Love
~Helen Steiner Rice~
Saturday, October 6, 2007
A letter...
"I cannot exist without you.
I am forgetful of everything but seeing you again.
My life seems to stop there, I see no further.
You have absorb'd me.
I have a sensation at the present moment
as though I were dissolving.
I have been astonished that men
could die martyrs for religion...
I have shudder'd at it... I shudder no more.
I could be martyr'd for my religion: Love is my religion.
I could die for that. I could die for you.
My creed is love, and you are its only tenet.
You have ravish'd me away by a power I cannot resist."
- letter written by John Keats
Thursday, October 4, 2007
I Believe...
in love even when I am alone…
and in God even when He is silent.
by someone hiding from Nazi concentration camps.
If Music be the Food of Love...
If music be the food of love, play on;
Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting,
The appetite may sicken, and so die.
That strain again; it had a dying fall;
O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south,
That breathes upon a bank of violets,
Stealing and giving odour.
Enough; no more;
'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
O spirit of love, how quick and fresh art thou!
That, notwithstanding thy capacity
Receiveth as the sea, nought enters there,
Of what validity and pitch soever,
But falls into abatement and low price
Even in a minute! so full of shapes is fancie,
That it alone is high-fantastical.
William Shakespeare
Thursday, September 20, 2007
In her Mother's Love...
OUZIZBOO#21, End Times, Jenny Greenberg Studio: The Manipulator
"Do you like my dress?" she asked of a passing stranger..
"My mommy made it just for me."She said with a tear in her eye.
"Well, I think it's very pretty, so tell me little one, why are you crying?"
With a quiver in her voice the little girl answered.
"After Mommy made me this dress, she had to go away."
"Well, now," said the lady,
"with a little girl like you waiting for her, I'm sure she'll be right back."
"No ma'am, you don't understand," said the child through her tears,
"my Daddy said that she's up in heaven now with Grandfather."
Finally the woman realized what the child meant,
and why she was crying.
Kneeling down she gently cradled the child in her arms
and together they cried for the mommy that was gone.
Then suddenly the little girl did something
that the woman thought was a bit strange.
She stopped crying, stepped back from the woman and began to sing.
She sang so softly that it was almost a whisper.
It was the sweetest sound the woman had ever heard,
almost like the song of a very small bird.
After the child stopped singing she explained to the lady,
"My mommy used to sing that song to me before she went away,
and she made me promise to sing it whenever I started crying
and it would make me stop."
"See," she exclaimed, "it did, and now my eyes are dry!"
As the woman turned to go, the little girl grabbed her sleeve,
"Lady, can you stay just a minute? I want to show you something."
"Of course," she answered, "what do you want me to see?"
Pointing to a spot on her dress, she said,
"Right here is where my Mommy kissed my dress, and here,"
pointing to another spot, "and here is another kiss, and here, and here,"
"Mommy said that she put all those kisses on my dress
so that I would have her kisses for every boo-boo that made me cry."
Then the lady realized that she wasn't just looking at a dress,
no, she was looking at a Mother...
Who knew that she was going away
and would not be there to kiss away the hurts
that she knew her daughter would get.
So she took all the love she had for her beautiful little girl
and put them into this dress, that her child now so proudly wore.
She no longer saw a little girl in a simple dress.
She saw a child wrapped... in her Mother's love.
~the dress, winters child~
Monday, September 17, 2007
...Only then...
The day you find it is the day
I will stop loving you...
Only then.
Saturday, September 15, 2007
Sacrifices are the sweetest delight...
"When two souls, which have sought each other
for however long in the throng,
have finally found each other,
when they have seen that they are matched,
are in sympathy and compatible,
in a word, that they are alike,
there is then established for ever between them a union,
fiery and pure as they themselves are,
a union which begins on earth and continues for ever in heaven.
This union is love, true love,
such as in truth very few men can conceive of,
that love which is a religion,
which deifies the loved one,
whose life comes from devotion and passion,
and for which the greatest sacrifices are the sweetest delights."
- Victor Hugo (to Adele Foucher)
Friday, September 14, 2007
Because i like the view...
It's funny when you find yourself
Looking from the outside
I'm standing here
But all i want is to be over there
Why did i let myself believe
Miracles could happen
Cause now i have to pretend
That i don't really care
I thought you were my fairytale
My dream when i'm not sleeping
A wish upon a star that's coming true
But everybody else could tell
That i confused my feelings with the truth
When there was me and you
I swore i knew the melody
That i heard you singing
And when you smiled
You made me feel
Like i could sing along
But then you went and changed the words
I'm only left with used-to-be's
And once upon a song
Now i know you're not a fairytale
And dreams are meant for sleeping
And wishes on the star
Just don't come true
Cause now even i can tell
That i confused my feelings with the truth
Because i liked the view
When there was me and you
I can't believe that i could be so blind
It's like you were floating
When i was falling
And i didn't mind
Because i like the view
Oooh hoo hoo
I thought you felt it too
When there was me and you
When there was me and you
Vanessa Hudgens/Gabriella
High School Musical
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
The Hands of Time...
The hands of time cannot erase
The thoughts of you and your embrace
The longing for a single kiss
Your touch, your voice, I always miss
The hands of time, like the rolling sea
Cannot wash away what you mean to me
My Heart, My Soul, I'll give to you
The greatest Love I ever knew T
The hands of time, that past so fast
My Love for you will always last
To be together, is on my mind
This special love, is one of a kind
The hands of time,
We cannot turn back
But Love and Devotion, you will never lack
I vow to you, You will always be
The only Man in my life for me
The hands of time, will stop one day
But there is one thing to you,
I'll say If I should go before you do
I'll be there waiting, for only you.
~Beckie Martell
Monday, August 13, 2007
Thursday, August 2, 2007
The Five People You Meet in Heaven...

All endings are beginnings... we just don't know it at the time...
by: Mitch Albom
"There are no random acts... we are all connected...You can no more separate one life from another than you can separate a breeze from the wind..." ~Blue Man
"Each of us was i your life for a reason. You may not have known the reason at the time, and that is what heaven is for. For understanding your life on earth..." ~Blue Man
"People stop sacrificing for one another, they lose what keeps them human." ~Captain
"Sometimes when you sacrifice something precious, you're not really losing it. You're just passing it on to someone else." ~Captain
"Holding anger is a poison. It eats you from inside. We think that by hating someone we hurt them. But hatred is a curved blade... and the harm we do to others... we also do to ourselves." ~Ruby
Persuasion...
Monday, July 16, 2007
Lover's eyes...
You know you've found love when you look in their eyes and find yourself...
~Monique Patton~
Love is like a piece of art work even the smallest bit can be so beautiful...
~Stacie Cunningham~
You know you are in love when you see the world in her eyes, and her eyes everywhere in the world...
~David Levesque~
Saturday, July 7, 2007
For the love you've given me...
And the strength within my soul
You're the only real true love
That i'm sure i'll never know
You're the hope that never died
And the answers to my tears
You turned darkness into light
As you chased away my fears
It's no wonder that i care
In the way i do for you
You're the story of my life
And the dream that did come true
I will never understand
Why i'm worthy when i'm not
For the chance i never had
At a wish i never got
~O'Puppy~
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
When love is done...
Yet the light of the bright world dies,with the dying sun.
The mind has a thousand eyes, and the heart but one;
Yet the light of a whole life dies, when love is done.
Ocean Love... Simple Love...
There was a Fish in the Ocean
Fish said to the Ocean:
'You can’t see my tears because I’m in the water.'
Ocean reply to the fish:
'I feel your tears because you’re in my heart.'
I am neither a fish nor the Ocean,
yet you still can’t see my tears?
Fish said to the Ocean:
'I am here I will not leave you because I will die without you.'
Ocean reply to the fish:
'I know you are here with me but yet your mind is elsewhere.'
I am neither a fish nor the Ocean,
yet I will not leave you because I love you
but am I the one in your heart?
Fish said to the Ocean:
'without fishes there is nothing in the Ocean.'
Ocean reply to the fish:
'without you there is nothing in my life.'
I am neither a fish nor the Ocean,
without me you will still live on
but without you, my life has no meaning…..
Fish said to the Ocean:
'So how many fishes did you known before me? '
Ocean reply to the fish:
'you are surely not the first fish I knew in the ocean
but the first fish in my heart.'
I am neither a fish nor the Ocean,
and we are not each other’s first
but do you know every time when I start wondering;
you will be first one in my mind….
Fish said to the Ocean:
'why is me always the one asking you? '
Ocean reply to the fish:
'because I like being in your thoughts.'
I am neither a fish nor the Ocean,
why do you have to make me wait;
don’t you know I love you;
don’t you know its very painful;
don’t you know I‘m suffering.
If I are the ocean and you are a fish;
you will always be the one in my heart….
If I am a fish and you are the ocean;
will you let me swim in your heart?
~Golem To Mi dearest blur Witch~
Saturday, June 23, 2007
Growing in thine own Heart...
Beloved, gaze in thine own heart;
The holy tree is growing there;
From joy the holy branches start;
And all the trembling flowers they bear.
The changing colours of its fruit
Have dowered the stars with metry light;
The surety of its hidden root
Has planted quiet in the night;
The shaking of its leafy head
Has given the waves their melody
And made my lips and music wed,
Murmuring a wizard song for thee.
She tells of her love...
in the dark hours,
with half-words whispered low,
as earth stirs in her winter sleep
and put out grass and flowers
despite the snow
despite the falling snow."
~Robert Graves~