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Balance
USA
967 Posts |
 Posted - Mar 30 2007 : 12:29:16 PM
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Love shares all with love
Love shares all in love
Love shares in our resisting
It is the solvent of truth that remains
When all returns to nothing
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Doc
USA
394 Posts |
Posted - Mar 30 2007 : 5:48:31 PM
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LOVE
Love is patient, love is kind.
It is not jealous, is not pompous,
It is not inflated, it is not rude,
It does not seek its own interests,
It is not easily provoked,
It does not brood over injury,
It does not rejoice over wrongdoing,
But rejoices in the Truth.
It bears all things,
Believes all things,
Hopes all things,
Endures all things.
Love never fails.
So Faith, Hope, Love remain,
These three;
But the greatest of these is...LOVE.
1 Corinthians 13:4-8,13
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Doc
USA
394 Posts |
Posted - Mar 30 2007 : 6:12:17 PM
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Love is Here
Love is here; it is the blood in my veins, my skin.
I am destroyed; He has filled me with Passion.
His fire has flooded the nerves of my body.
Who am I? Just my name; the rest is Him.
Jelaluddin Rumi
(1207 - 1273) |
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Balance
USA
967 Posts |
Posted - Mar 30 2007 : 9:06:18 PM
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My Heavenly Father, Thou art Love, and I am made in Thine image.
I am the cosmic sphere of Love in which I behold all planets, all stars, all beings, all creation as glimmering lights.
I am the Love that illumines the whole universe.
~Paramhansa Yogananda |
Edited by - Balance on Mar 30 2007 9:39:08 PM |
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Doc
USA
394 Posts |
Posted - Mar 30 2007 : 10:34:35 PM
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When my Beloved appears, With what eye do I see Him? With His eye, not with mine, For none sees Him except Himself.
by ibn al-`Arabi, Tarjuman al-Ashwaq, in The Mystics of Islam, translated by Reynold A Nicholson
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Doc
USA
394 Posts |
Posted - Apr 01 2007 : 11:26:08 PM
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The Living Flame Of Love
Songs of the soul in the intimate communication of loving union with God.
O living flame of love
that tenderly wounds my soul
in its deepest center! Since
now you are not oppressive,
now consummate! If it be your will:
tear through the veil of this sweet encounter!
St. John of the Cross
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Scott
USA
969 Posts |
Posted - Apr 02 2007 : 5:35:22 PM
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| Doc, that is a great little writing. Especially that last line...perfect prose. |
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Doc
USA
394 Posts |
Posted - Apr 02 2007 : 10:41:55 PM
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Hi Scott!
I'm glad you liked it. What I posted here is but one of several verses comprising the entire poem, which can be found along with the other collective works of St. John of the Cross here:
http://www.carmelite.com/saints/john/works/p.htm
Blessed Be!
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Doc
USA
394 Posts |
Posted - Apr 03 2007 : 12:13:27 AM
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I Am Come Into The Morning
Without you, love,
I would have only known part,
Not all.
I would have missed much,
The quiet woodlands of your being,
The benediction of your calm.
Without your presence
I would have been halved,
Blurred,
An echo.
If you had not come to claim me
I would have been bereft of self,
Without partner,
Without child,
And the sweet song-birds of our lives
Would have been absent, silent.
I would not have known where to shelter
And I would have wept.
But I have been blessed with my inheritance.
I have been chosen your beloved
And you, I chose, as mine.
We are met, mated, one
In the deepest recesses of all wisdom, God.
With you, love,
I am come into the morning.
by D.N. Sutton
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emc
2072 Posts |
Posted - Apr 03 2007 : 06:45:00 AM
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If I love you, I love myself
If I love myself, I love you
/Rumi |
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Doc
USA
394 Posts |
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shailesh kumar
India
2 Posts |
Posted - Apr 10 2007 : 04:39:25 AM
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When I was, God was not;
Now God is, I am not;
Ravidas says the path of Love is too narrow to admit two.
this is a couplet of saint Ravidas; roughly it means that God's presence is not felt so long as the individual ego is present in a personality. |
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Balance
USA
967 Posts |
Posted - May 22 2007 : 10:53:07 PM
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Love is what is present when there is no object-subject, when there are not two
-Steven Harrison |
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emc
2072 Posts |
Posted - Jun 12 2007 : 1:55:37 PM
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I just remembered that the absolutely most beautiful love poem I know is actually just a piece of English grammar... I have seen this as a love poem since I first learned it as a kid:
I am
You are
He... She...:
It is
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Edited by - emc on Jun 12 2007 1:56:26 PM |
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clk1710
92 Posts |
Posted - Jun 12 2007 : 9:29:18 PM
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these are all such beautiful poems everyone... thanks for brightening my day |
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Balance
USA
967 Posts |
Posted - Jun 14 2007 : 5:19:49 PM
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"Every day, priests minutely examine the Dharma
And endlessly chant complicated sutras.
Before doing that, though, they should learn
How to read the love letters sent by the wind and the rain, the snow and moon."
~Ikkyu |
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