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Sonnet VIII Je vis, je meurs : je me brûle et me noie, J’ai chaud extrême en endurant froidure ; La vie m’est et trop molle et trop dure, J’ai grands ennuis entremêlés de joie. Tout en un coup je ris et je larmoie, Et en plaisir maint grief tourment j’endure, Mon bien s’en va, et à jamais il dure, Tout en un coup je sèche et je verdoie. Ainsi Amour inconstamment me mène Et, quand je pense avoir plus de douleur, Sans y penser je me trouve hors de peine. Puis, quand je crois ma joie être certaine, Et être en haut de mon désiré heur, Il me remet en mon premier malheur. ↗
It's just a simple yes or no. God! Why can't you just give me an answer? Why is it so dificult for you to realise That this means everything yo me. But why should you care? It's not like you have the ability to kill me Or do you? You know that you do. So why do you pretend that everything's fine? You know that it hurts. It hurts so much every day and night, I cry myself to sleep sometimes. I guess you had no idea, How much this means to me. But you do now, So are you still going to keep me waiting? Well hard luck'cause I've given up, I've given up on you. ↗
#love
Pull the trigger and claim my blood as yours; To get it you must knock down these doors. A secret which hides in every room. Turn the knob slowly or soon face your doom. You released the blackness unto my heart. You hung my heart up; And pierced it with a dart. A child's game is what you mustn't play. I warned you so but here we are today. So here's the gun with a bullet inside. Pull the trigger and watch me die. ↗
#love
Love leads us to write poetry because love improves our hearing; like prayer, poetry is every bit as much about listening as it is about speaking. To 'get' the poem is to hear the eloquence of the silence that it calls forth through its manifestation of love. ↗
Rosa Mystica 'The rose is a mystery'--where is it found? Is it anything true? Does it grow upon the ground? It was made of earth's mould, but it went from men's eyes, And its place is a secret and shut in the skies. In the gardens of God, in the daylight divine, Find me a place by thee, mother of mine. But where was it formerly? Which is the spot That was blest in it once, though now it is not? It is Galilee's growth: it grew at God's will And broke into bloom upon Nazareth hill. In the gardens of God, in the daylight divine, I shall look on thy loveliness, mother of mine. What was its season then? How long ago? When was the summer that saw the bud blow? Two thousands of years are near upon past Since its birth and its bloom and its breathing its last. In the gardens of God, in the daylight divine, I shall keep time with thee, mother of mine. Tell me the name now, tell me its name. The heart guesses easily: is it the same? Mary the Virgin, well the heart knows, She is the mystery, she is that rose. In the gardens of God, in the daylight divine, I shall come home to thee, mother of mine. Is Mary the rose then? Mary, the tree? But the blossom, the blossom there--who can it be? Who can her rose be? It could but be One Christ Jesus our Lord, her God and her son. In the gardens of God, in the daylight divine, Show me thy son, mother, mother of mine. What was the colour of that blossom bright?-- White to begin with, immaculate white. But what a wild flush on the flakes of it stood When the rose ran in crimsonings down the cross-wood! In the gardens of God, in the daylight divine I shall worship His wounds with thee, mother of mine. How many leaves had it?--Five they were then, Five, like the senses and members of men; Five is their number by nature, but now They multiply, multiply--who can tell how? In the gardens of God, in the daylight divine Make me a leaf in thee, mother of mine. Does it smell sweet, too, in that holy place? Sweet unto God and the sweetness is grace: The breath of it bathes great heaven above In grace that is charity, grace that is love. To thy breast, to thy rest, to thy glory divine Draw me by charity, mother of mine. ↗
I am very close to HIM, sometimes I think I am HIM, with my mood is the weather,bright and sunny forever. ↗
