After a spent day, I
walked back in a fever.
The whole way home
the sun touched my cheeks.
The blissful evening glow
spread across the meadows
and I called this light
the blood I shed.
My hot burning blood lay
consoling the entire world.
So I walked with pride--
Now that all was tilled.
I didn't know what was happening,
I leaned against a fence post,
in my blood that covered
the meadows near and far.
Tag: home sun light blood closing-time consoling
Yet whenever I think of light, I’m always reminded of her.
Winna EfendiThe Warrior of the Light knows that it is impossible to live in a state of complete relaxation.
He has learned from the archer that, in order to shoot his arrow any distance, he must hold the bow taut. He has learned from the stars that only an inner explosion allows them to shine. The Warrior notices that when a horse is about to jump over a fence, it tenses all its muscles.
But he never confuses tension with anxiety.
A Warrior of the Light makes decisions. His soul is as free as the clouds in the sky, but he is committed to his dream. On his freely chosen path, he often has to get up earlier than he would like, speak to people from whom he learns nothing, make certain sacrifices.
His friends say: “You’re not free.”
The Warrior is free. But he knows that an open oven bakes no bread.
The Warrior of the Light is a believer.
Because he believes in miracles, miracles begin to happen. Because he is sure that his thoughts can change his life, his life begins to change. Because he is certain that he will find love, love appears.
One kernel is felt in a hogshead; one drop of water helps to swell the ocean; a spark of fire helps to give light to the world. None are too small, too feeble, too poor to be of service. Think of this and act.
Hannah MoreTag: activism environment water light action ocean spark
The coolly logical part of her brain noted almost sardonically that Edilio had a superpower after all: being Edilio.
Michael GrantTag: light astrid-ellison superpowers fayz edilio astrid-quote
Our peace comes from remembering our wholeness and that the end of desire is the beginning of a life filled with Light.
Danielle BoonstraTag: peace light surrender oneness
The soft rush of taxis by him, and laughter, laughters hoarse as a crow's, incessant and loud, with the rumble of the subways underneath - and over all, the revolutions of light, the growings and recedings of light - light dividing like pearls - forming and reforming in glittering bars and circles and monstrous grotesque figures cut amazingly on the sky.
F. Scott FitzgeraldTag: light new-york city times-square
Higher energy always wins and the light always drowns out the darkness.
Lada RayTag: energy light spirituality
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