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Time only knows the price: a haiku

traveler's taleMany more paces

before settling his lifelong

love grows not in haste

(Haiku and photograph from this traveler)

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Time will say nothing but I told you so
Time only knows the price we have to pay;
If I could tell you I would let you know.

If we should weep when clowns put on their show,
If we should stumble when musicians play,
Time will say nothing but I told you so.

There are no fortunes to be told, although,
Because I love you more than I can say,
If I could tell you I would let you know.

The winds must come from somewhere when they blow,
There must be reason why the leaves decay;
Time will say nothing but I told you so.

Perhaps the roses really want to grow,
The vision seriously intends to stay;
If I could tell you I would let you know.

Suppose the lions all get up and go,
And the brooks and soldiers run away;
Will Time say nothing but I told you so?
If I could tell you I would let you know.

poem from WH Auden)
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an almost perfect rose: a haiku

almost perfect rosealmost perfect rose

how rare yet how regreful

having missed her best

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Therefore you shall be perfect, just as your Father in heaven is perfect. (Matthew 5:48)

and begged Him that they might only touch the hem of His garment. And as many as touched it were made perfectly well. (Matthew 14:36)

[ Seeing God Through Love ] No one has seen God at any time. If we love one another, God abides in us, and His love has been perfected in us. (1 John 4:17)

There is no fear in love; but perfect love casts out fear, because fear involves torment. But he who fears has not been made perfect in love. (1 John 4:18)

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He dreamed he spread dreams: a poem and a haiku

2015-03-07 purple

a haiku

dreaming spreading dreams

tenderly he wrote a poem

splendid color sprang

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(a poem from a senior’s mouth)

He dreamed he spread dreams under her feet

royal purple in ManySplendored Thing.

“Tread softly because you tread on my dreams,”

he stammered and fortified against laughter.

Many hopefuls have uttered same in caption

regardless usual flaunts and deaf-eared norm

Alas, dreamers never learn to love ration

or find real strength to quench deceiving passion

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Words in italics are quoted from:

A ManySplendoured Thing is a novel by Han Suyin.

I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.” Poem by W. B. Yeats