Thursday, November 16


“Many of us crucify ourselves between two thieves - regret for the past and fear of the future.”

Fulton Oursler

Friday, November 10

Autumn River Song
The moon shimmers in green water.
White herons fly through the moonlight.
The young man hears a girl gathering water-chestnuts:
into the night, singing, they paddle home together.
Li T'ai-po

Wednesday, November 1


I Would Live in Your Love

I would live in your love as the sea-grasses live in the sea, Borne up by each wave as it passes, drawn down by each wave that recedes;
I would empty my soul of the dreams that have gathered in me,
I would beat with your heart as it beats, I would follow your soul as it leads.

Sarah Teasdale

Spooky

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