Steven Brian Kennedy

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And still, after all this time, the Sun has never said to the Earth,
"You owe me."
Look what happens with love like that.
It lights up the sky. ♥ڿڰۣಌ

~ Hafiz

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Love is not something that comes from another.
It is a state of being that comes from within.
The Love that is inside of you is without conditions or expectations.
It is not limited or restricted by time and space in any way.
Unlike physical Love this Love will never diminish or fade with time.
It is eternal and will not ever let you down.
I promise you that it will always be there to let the Light in
and guide you safely Home.
Love connects each of us to one another
and is the underlying energy behind all things.
Love literally is everything. ♥ڿڰۣಌ

~ Paul Adkins

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Mel Xxxxx

December 22, 2011

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What is lovely never dies, but passes into other loveliness,
Star-dust, or sea-foam, flower or winged air.

~ Thomas Bailey Aldrich

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✿ Memory ✿

My mind lets go a thousand things,
Like dates of wars and deaths of kings,
And yet recalls the very hour—
‘Twas noon by yonder village tower,
And on the last blue noon in May—
The wind came briskly up this way,
Crisping the brook beside the road;
Then, pausing here, set down its load
Of pine-scents, and shook listlessly
Two petals from that wild-rose tree.

~ Thomas Bailey Aldrich
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Mel Xxxxx

November 11, 2011

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What is lovely never dies, but passes into other loveliness,
Star-dust, or sea-foam, flower or winged air.

~ Thomas Bailey Aldrich

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My mind lets go a thousand things,
Like dates of wars and deaths of kings,
And yet recalls the very hour—
‘Twas noon by yonder village tower,
And on the last blue noon in May—
The wind came briskly up this way,
Crisping the brook beside the road;
Then, pausing here, set down its load
Of pine-scents, and shook listlessly
Two petals from that wild-rose tree.

~ Thomas Bailey Aldrich
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Mel Xxxxx

November 11, 2011

︽☆︽ ︽♥︽ ︽☆︽ ︽♥︽ ︽☆︽︽☆︽ ︽♥︽ ︽☆︽ ︽♥︽

✽ Sunrise Never Failed Us Yet ✽

Upon the sadness of the sea
The sunset broods regretfully;
From the far lonely spaces, slow
Withdraws the wistful after-glow.
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So out of life the splendor dies,
So darken all the happy skies,
So gathers twilight, cold and stern;
But overhead the planets burn;
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And up the east another day
Shall chase the bitter dark away;
What though our eyes with tears be wet?
The sunrise never failed us yet.
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The blush of dawn may yet restore
Our light and hope and joys once more.
Sad soul, take comfort, nor forget
That sunrise never failed us yet!

✽ Celia Thaxter ✽

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✽ Stars In My Crown ✽

I am thinking today of that beautiful land
I shall reach when the sun goes down
When through wonderful grace by my Saviour I stand
Will there be any stars in my crown?
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Will there be any stars in my crown
When at evening the sun goes down
When I wake with the blest in the mansions of rest
Will there be any stars in my crown?
✰...✰
In the strength of the Lord let me labour and pray,
Shall I watch as a winner of souls
That bright stars may be mine in the glorious day
When His praise like the sea billow rolls?
✰...✰
Will there be any stars in my crown
When at evening the sun goes down
When I wake with the blest in the mansions of rest
Will there be any stars in my crown?
✰...✰
O what joy will there be when His face I behold
And with gems at his feet to lay down
It would sweeten my bliss in the City of Gold
Should there be any stars in my crown.
✰...✰
Will there be any stars in my crown
When at evening the sun goes down
When I wake with the blest in the mansions of rest
Will there be any stars in my crown?…

✽ Hymn by Eliza E. Hewitt, tune by John R. Sweney ✽

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Mel Xxxxx

October 27, 2011

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♥ If We Never Meet Again ♥

(I will meet you on that beautiful shore)

Soon we'll come to the end of life's journey
And perhaps never meet anymore
Till we gather in heaven's bright city
Far away on that beautiful shore

If we never meet again this side of heaven
As we struggle through this world and its strife
There's another meeting place somewhere in heaven
By the side of the river of life

Where the charming roses bloom forever
And where separations come no more
If we never meet again this side of heaven
I will meet you on that beautiful shore

Oh they say we shall meet by the river
Where no storm clouds ever darken the sky
And they say we'll be happy in heaven
In the wonderful sweet by and by

If we never meet again...
(If we never meet again this side of heaven)
I will meet you on that beautiful shore
(Beautiful beautiful shore)

♥ Albert E. Brumley ♥

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Mel Xxxxx

October 1, 2011

❦ After Great Pain, a Formal Feeling Comes ❦

After great pain, a formal feeling comes—
The Nerves sit ceremonious, like Tombs—
The stiff Heart questions was it He, that bore,
And Yesterday, or Centuries before?
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The Feet, mechanical, go round—
Of Ground, or Air, or Ought—
A Wooden way
Regardless grown,
A Quartz contentment, like a stone—
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This is the Hour of Lead—
Remembered, if outlived,
As Freezing persons, recollect the Snow—
First—Chill—then Stupor—then the letting go—

(Emily Dickinson)

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Mel Xxxxx

September 18, 2011

-۰̮̑●̮̑۰----۰̮̑●̮̑۰----۰̮̑●̮̑۰----۰̮̑●̮̑۰----۰̮̑●̮̑۰----۰̮̑●̮̑۰----۰̮̑●̮̑۰----۰̮̑●̮̑۰-

An old monk was once asked why he cared for ancient graves,
and why he cleaned the stones to preserve the writing carved there.

His reply was simple: “They still have their names. They will
always have their names.”

A life infused with love has consequences that reach beyond time
— ensuring that names, and places, and memories of what was,
still are, and always will be. They are not dead, can never die.

~ Gregory & Suzanne Wolfe

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Mel Xxxxx

September 10, 2011

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This world is not conclusion;
A sequel stands beyond,
Invisible, as music,
But positive, as sound.

~ Emily Dickinson

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Perplexed Music…☆

Experience, like a pale musician, holds
A dulcimer of patience in his hand,
Whence harmonies, we cannot understand,
Of God; will in his worlds, the strain unfolds
In sad-perplexed minors: deathly colds
Fall on us while we hear, and countermand
Our sanguine heart back from the fancy-land
With nightingales in visionary wolds.
We murmur ‘Where is any certain tune
Or measured music in such notes as these?’
But angels, leaning from the golden seat,
Are not so minded their fine ear hath won
The issue of completed cadences,
And, smiling down the stars, they whisper—SWEET.

~ Elizabeth Barrett Browning

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Mel Xxxxx

August 27, 2011

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☜♡☞ Dancing With Angels ☜♡☞

It’s just so hard to believe
All I have to hold is your memory
From this side of the clouds all I see is grief
But on the other side I know you’re free
And you’re dancing, dancing with angels.

Somewhere just out of my reach
You’re keeping heavenly company
When I’m feeling lonely it’s for myself I cry
‘Cause there aren’t any tears in paradise
When you’re dancing, dancing with angels.

I can almost hear your laughter
See the fullness of your joy
Knowing that you’re present with the Lord
And though today I miss you I know the day will come
When every believer will behold the Son
And we’ll be dancing, dancing with angels.

Ⓒ 1997 Dayspring Music / Lehsem Music
Words and Music by J. Mandeville & S. Siler

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Mel Xxxxx

August 11, 2011

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❦ PARTING ❦
~ Written by Charlotte Bronte

There’s no use in weeping,
Though we are condemned to part:
There’s such a thing as keeping
A remembrance in one’s heart:

There’s such a thing as dwelling
On the thought ourselves have nursed,
And with scorn and courage telling
The world to do its worst.

We’ll not let its follies grieve us,
We’ll just take them as they come;
And then every day will leave us
A merry laugh for home.

When we’ve left each friend and brother,
When we’re parted wide and far,
We will think of one another,
As even better than we are.

Every glorious sight above us,
Every pleasant sight beneath,
We’ll connect with those that love us,
Whom we truly love till death!

In the evening, when we’re sitting
By the fire, perchance alone,
Then shall heart with warm heart meeting,
Give responsive tone for tone.

We can burst the bonds which chain us,
Which cold human hands have wrought,
And where none shall dare restrain us
We can meet again, in thought.

So there’s no use in weeping,
Bear a cheerful spirit still;
Never doubt that Fate is keeping
Future good for present ill!

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Mel Xxxxx

August 4, 2011