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Nothing by J Alaine

Read the following poem at J Alaine‘s website and felt as if she had given words to my feelings. This is what I go through so often before finally writing a blogpost.

I wanted to write today
I wanted to let it go
and pour it out
as if I was overflowing
in words
but I couldn’t find
the metaphors and
the words remained jumbled
and I’m so dizzy enough
to stop and focus
I’ll close my eyes as
I’m about to fall into
an earthly slumber

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I love this one..

Be still, my soul; the Lord is on thy side;
Bear patiently the cross of grief or pain;
Leave to thy God to order and provide;
In every change He faithful will remain.
Be still, my soul; thy best, thy heavenly, Friend
Through thorny ways leads to a joyful end.

Be still, my soul; thy God doth undertake
To guide the future as He has the past.
Thy hope, thy confidence, let nothing shake;
All now mysterious shall be bright at last.
Be still, my soul; the waves and winds still know
His voice who ruled them while He dwelt below.

Be still, my soul, though dearest friends depart
And all is darkened in the vale of tears;
Then shalt thou better know His love, His heart,
Who comes to soothe thy sorrows and thy fears.
Be still, my soul; thy Jesus can repay
From His own fullness all He takes away.

Be still, my soul; the hour is hastening on
When we shall be forever with the Lord,
When disappointment, grief, and fear are gone,
Sorrow forgot, love’s purest joys restored.
Be still, my soul; when change and tears are past,
All safe and blessed we shall meet at last.

Hymn #651
The Lutheran Hymnal
Text: Psalm 46:10
Author: Catharina Amalia Dorothea von Schlegel, 1752, cento
Translated by: Jane Borthwick, 1855

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(c) Mobeen Ansari; Stars over Lashkargaz, Broghil Valley, Wakhan Corridor, Pakistan

“And so we came forth, and once again beheld the stars.”

– Dante’s Inferno

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The dark wood

“In the middle of the journey of our life
I found myself in a dark wood,
For I had lost the right path.”

– Dante’s Inferno

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Sorma..

ah bu yangın beni öldürüyor yavaş yavaş
kor kor ateşler yanıyor içimde
aşkı beni kül ediyor…..

(Oh this fire is killing me slowly
Embered fire is burning inside of me
Your love is turning me into dust)

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Yes, I can relate to what John Wilson is saying in these verses. I have been trying to catch up on my reading. The neuroscience book that I started reading will need more time for me to finish. In the meantime, I have started reading another book which I have had since Oct 2008. While I was reading John Wilson’s verses, I was also reminded of one of Omar Khayyam’s rubaiyat (quatrains), as translated by Edward FitzGerald.

“A Book of Verses underneath the Bough,
A Jug of Wine, a Loaf of Bread–and Thou
Beside me singing in the Wilderness–
Oh, Wilderness were Paradise enow!”

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Embrace me then, ye Hills, and close me in;

Wordsworth – Home at Grasmere

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