I Just Prayed
Hi
I know that it has been a long time
Since you’ve heard an honest prayer of mine
Me
Used to be filled with such energy
The kind that comes from You only
I’ve been praying I’ve been waiting
For that dia to come
When I could run
Outside and I could kiss the sun
I’ve been praying I’ve been waiting
For my life to start again
True
There is no happiness except for you
I thought after all this time it was no use
As
My life slowly, emptily passes
I feel there is no cure for this mess
I thought of praying I thought of waiting
For my light to shine
For me to find
The sun again without a try
I thought of praying I thought of waiting
‘Til my life started again
Wow
If I only knew then what I know now
To stop myself from going down
Say
I think a smile is on its way
I want to be this happy always
I just prayed I just waited
Now I’ve found the sun
I’m having fun
Just like the way my life used to run
I just prayed I just waited
And I found myself again
You’re all I need my only friend
Don’t know what got into my head
But I’m glad it did
Hi
I know that it has been a long time
Since you’ve heard an honest prayer of mine
Me
Used to be filled with such energy
The kind that comes from You only
I’ve been praying I’ve been waiting
For that dia to come
When I could run
Outside and I could kiss the sun
I’ve been praying I’ve been waiting
For my life to start again
True
There is no happiness except for you
I thought after all this time it was no use
As
My life slowly, emptily passes
I feel there is no cure for this mess
I thought of praying I thought of waiting
For my light to shine
For me to find
The sun again without a try
I thought of praying I thought of waiting
‘Til my life started again
Wow
If I only knew then what I know now
To stop myself from going down
Say
I think a smile is on its way
I want to be this happy always
I just prayed I just waited
Now I’ve found the sun
I’m having fun
Just like the way my life used to run
I just prayed I just waited
And I found myself again
You’re all I need my only friend
Don’t know what got into my head
But I’m glad it did
Take this kiss upon the brow !
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream,
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone ?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand
How few ! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep while I weep!
O God ! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp ?
O God ! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave ?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream ?
true friends are hard to come by...
yet when you catch them you feel like you can fly...
you trust them,
amor them,
and talk of future...
you know that they will never lie...
and seguinte to them you stand side por side...
you amor them,
hug them,
and share smiles with eachother...
oh how it feels when you know your important...
that you know you have some one to comfort you...
you hold their hand,
skip down the street,
and feel no defeat...
true friends are hard to come by...
but hold them tight so away they dont fly.
yet when you catch them you feel like you can fly...
you trust them,
amor them,
and talk of future...
you know that they will never lie...
and seguinte to them you stand side por side...
you amor them,
hug them,
and share smiles with eachother...
oh how it feels when you know your important...
that you know you have some one to comfort you...
you hold their hand,
skip down the street,
and feel no defeat...
true friends are hard to come by...
but hold them tight so away they dont fly.
One night I dreamed I was wlking along the de praia, praia with the Lord. Many scenes from my life flashed across the sky. In each scene I noticed footprints in the sand. Sometimes there where two sets of footprints, other times there were only one set of footprints. This was bothered me because I noticed that during the low periods of my life, when I was suffering from anguish, sorrow or defeat, I could see only one set of footprints. So I said to the Lord, "You promised me Lord, that if I followed you, you would walk with me always. But I have noticed that during the most trying periods of my life ther had only been one set of footprints in the sand. Why, when I needed you most, you have not been there for me?" The Lord replied, "The times when you have seen only one set of footprints in the sand, is when I carried you.
I hope you guys liked this poem por Mary Stevenson. Plz commet :)
-Maiza
I hope you guys liked this poem por Mary Stevenson. Plz commet :)
-Maiza
From childhood's hora I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same fonte I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My coração to joy at the same tone;
And all I loved, I loved alone.
Then- in my childhood, in the dawn
Of a most stormy life- was drawn
From every depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still:
From the torrent, or the fountain,
From the red cliff of the mountain,
From the sun that round me rolled
In its autumn tint of gold,
From the lightning in the sky
As it passed me flying by,
From the thunder and the storm,
And the nuvem that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view.
"What of the dews of dawn,
Love's flower, what end is theirs ?"
"And what of spirits flown,
The souls whereon doth close
The tomb's mouth unawares ?"
The Rose said to the Grave.
The Rose said, "In the shade
From the dawn's tears is made
A perfume faint and strange,
Amber and honey sweet."
"And all the spirits fleet
Do suffer a sky-change,
mais strangely than the dew,
To God's own anjos new,"
The Grave said to the Rose.
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LA TOMBE DIT A LA ROSE
La tombe dit à la rose :
"Des pleurs dont l'aube t'arrose
Que fais-tu, fleur des amours ?"
La rose dit à la tombe :
"Que fais-tu de ce qui tombe
Dans ton gouffre ouvert toujours ?"
La rose dit : "Tombeau sombre,
De ces pleurs je fais dans l'ombre
Un parfum d'ambre et de miel."
La tombe dit : " Fleur plaintive,
De chaque âme qui m'arrive
Je fais un ange du ciel !"