Poem

*Beautiful day is*

- when you realize today is a holiday
- when you wake up in the morning and you realize there???s a smile on your face
- when you got a call someone you love and waiting is coming home
- when you hear there???s a hard rain outside but you warm and comfotable inside your house, sitting in the sofa with a blanket on, while holding a cup of hot coco
- after long hard rain you open the window and see the sun shine and hear the bird sing
- sitting together side by side with your love one, silent. watching the sunset
- got a big winning lotere
- finally in the office you got promotion that you deserve and longing for
- the person you love say " i love you too"
- the project you are working for so long is finally done and your boss say " good job" to you
- and a lot of things that make???s you smile, make you laugh, make you warm and fuzzy inside, make you sleep well and make you thanks to god for all the things that you had and feel in this beautiful day
- but the most beautiful day is when you finally realize that god already give so much to you and you realize there???s nothing more you desire most than the love of your god

Dark2lights


*air & angels*

twice or thrice had i lov???d thee,
before iknew thy face or name;
so in a voice, so in shapeless flame
angels effect us oft, and worsipp???d be;
still when, to where thou wert, I came
so me lovely glorius nothing i did see
but since my soul, whose child love is
takes limbs of flesh, and else could nothing do
more subtle than the parent is
love must not be, but take abody too,
I bid love ask, and now
that it assume thy body, I allow
and fix itself in thy lip, eye and brow
whilst thus to ballast love I thought,
and so more steadily to have gone
with wares which would sink admiration
I saw I had love??? pinnace overfraught
ev???ry thy hair for love to work upon
is much too much some fitter must be sought
for, nor in nothing, nor in things
extreme and scatt???ring bright, can love in here
then as an angel, face and wings of air
not pure as it, yrt pure, doth wear, so
my love may be my love, sphere just such disparity
as is twixt air and angels purity
twixt women love and men???s will ever be

JOHN DONE

*Love Philoshopy*


the fountains mingle with the river
and the river with the ocean,
the winds of heaven mix forever
with a sweet emotion;
nothing in the world is single
all things by law divine
in one another being mingle
why not I with thine?
see the mountains kiss high heaven
and the waves clasp one another
no sister flower would be forgiven
if it???s disdained it???s brother
and sunlight clasps the earth
and the moonbeams kiss the sea
what are all these kissing worth
if thou kiss not me?

by PERCY SHELLEY