_instead of writing an essay, i took a walk. I took it to a book shop, and left it outside while i browsed, buried my nose in musty old books and inhaled their rich odor, filled with memories of bookshelves gone by. i picked up my walk again when i left the book shop, and took it toward Lancaster proper. (in other words the busiest part of Lancaster).
_i glimpsed the familiar faces of friends about town as they went about their daily lives...
_i randomly met an acquaintance on the street, and we decided to have coffee together, and talked about things. random things.
_making new friends (two of them, today, in fact)
_i sniffed the faint, sweet fragrance of a magnolia tree blossom, with the knowledge of Spring in its petals, in an old church courtyard, and smiled
_i saw a friend's face light up in recognition when she saw me, then continued about her life...
_gathering with young people intent on God. and learning, and laughing, and loving with them.
_singing with the music in my car, and remembering the happiness of the day.
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Sunday, March 21, 2010
William Butler Yeats
Had I the heaven's embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
~ ~ ~
I especially like the last stanza.
Thanks for reading.
- aisha
Saturday, March 20, 2010
Thursday, March 18, 2010
The Prayer of Saint Patrick
Christ be with me.
Christ within me.
Christ behind me.
Christ before me.
Christ beside me.
Christ to win me.
Christ to comfort and restore me.
Christ above me.
Christ beneath me.
Christ in quiet.
Christ in danger.
Christ in hearts of all that love me.
Christ in mouth of friend and stranger.
Christ within me.
Christ behind me.
Christ before me.
Christ beside me.
Christ to win me.
Christ to comfort and restore me.
Christ above me.
Christ beneath me.
Christ in quiet.
Christ in danger.
Christ in hearts of all that love me.
Christ in mouth of friend and stranger.
Monday, March 8, 2010
Whisper
It helps to read this one when the sun has gone down and twilight is deep around you.. It's not the same in the brilliant sunshine.
Bare trees standing stark
against a deep blue sky.
Time moving slow,
into the dark.
In breathless silence,
twilight waits.
© Aisha 2010
Bare trees standing stark
against a deep blue sky.
Time moving slow,
into the dark.
In breathless silence,
twilight waits.
© Aisha 2010
Thursday, March 4, 2010
Quote of the day.
But God is the God of the waves and the billows, and they are still His when they come over us; and again and again we have proved that the overwhelming thing does not overwhelm. Once more by His interposition deliverance came. We were cast down, but not destroyed.
~ Amy Carmichael
~ Amy Carmichael
Monday, March 1, 2010
Fall
Vulnerable, disappointed.
I'm strong.
But now I want to break.
Please let me break?
Please, I just want to fall apart.
I need to be home.
I want to be home for you.
Falling.
Please let me fall apart.
I'm strong to catch you,
But not strong for myself.
Can I just fall apart?
I've heard it said,
that
there's angels
on their way.
Angels...
Please!
Don't leave me behind.
Let me go home!
I want to go home.
I need to go home!
I'm so alone.
Please, take me home.
© Aisha 2010
I'm strong.
But now I want to break.
Please let me break?
Please, I just want to fall apart.
I need to be home.
I want to be home for you.
Falling.
Please let me fall apart.
I'm strong to catch you,
But not strong for myself.
Can I just fall apart?
I've heard it said,
that
there's angels
on their way.
Angels...
Please!
Don't leave me behind.
Let me go home!
I want to go home.
I need to go home!
I'm so alone.
Please, take me home.
© Aisha 2010
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