#whispers

Now come the whispers bearing bouquets of moonbeams and sunlight tremblings. ↗

— Aberjhani

#love #lovers #moonbeams #moonlight #national-poetry-month

Often subtle clues are not obvious enough for the stubborn or stupid. This is when God stops throwing crumbs and starts throwing the whole piece of bread. If you step on moldy bread then you know you have waited too long. ↗

— Shannon L. Alder

#discerning-whispers #fate #inspiration #promptings #signs

Every heart sings a song, incomplete, until another heart whispers back. Those who wish to sing always find a song. At the touch of a lover, everyone becomes a poet. ↗

— Plato

#another #back #becomes #every #every heart

Don't let your will roar when your power only whispers. ↗

— Thomas Fuller

#power #roar #whispers #will #your

I sit alone in a dead world. The wind blows hot and dry, and the dust gathers like particles of memory waiting to be swept away. I pray for forgetfulness, yet my memory remains strong, as does the outstretched arm of the oppressive air. It seems as if the wind has been there since the beginning of the nightmare. Sometimes loud and harsh, a thousand sharp needles scratching at my reddened skin. Sometimes a whisper, a curious sigh in the black of night, of words more frightening than pain. I know now the wind has been speaking to me. Only I couldn't understand because I was too scared. I am scared now as I write these words. Still, there is nothing else to do. ↗

— Christopher Pike

#dead #fear #forgetfulness #memory #needles

I will be doing a film called Whispers, for Disney. It's about elephants, and doesn't have any people in it. It will be a live action film - I don't know how much I can say about it, since I still don't know too much about it. ↗

— Trevor Rabin

#action #action film #any #called #disney

I have since learned that although the festival of Imbolc was far less romantic and far more practical to our Celtic ancestors than the initial image portrayed to me by Mrs Darley, it was no less magical, for it marked the beginning of the lambing season which to the Celts meant the difference between survival and extinction. ↗

— Carole Carlton

#carole-carlton #imbolc #irish-celts #lughnasadh #moon-magic

There's not a wind but whispers of thy name; And not a flow'r that grows beneath the moon, But in its hues and fragrance tells a tale Of thee, my love. ↗

— Barry Cornwall

#flow #fragrance #grows #hues #love

What I like in a good author is not what he says but what he whispers. ↗

— Logan P. Smith

#good #i #like #says #whispers

The Bronze and Iron Age peoples saw water as having supernatural powers whilst its dark mysterious depths were seen as the gateway to the underworld. People felt compelled to make offerings to the Deities, which they believed inhabited these magical places, as evidenced by many archaeological finds including jewellery, plaques, coins and both animal and human remains. No doubt these were the original ‘wishing wells’ that we throw our small change into today, in the hope that the spirit of the place will grant our heart’s desire! ↗

— Carole Carlton

#carole-carlton #imbolc #irish-celts #lughnasadh #moon-magic