By Sri Chinmoy
Ultimately everything Becomes boring.Even great miracles Become boring.Even the tremendous powers of...
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- By Thomas TraherneI saw new Worlds beneath the Water ly,New Peeple; yea, another SkyAnd Sun, which seen by DayMight things...
- By Isabel Duarte-GraySunday we lay hands on a girl of ten hand on hand on cornsilk hair. We sing the secret language sung...
- By Tom Andrews1. Day brings a steady hand, a sure breath every other day ... My brother again on the edge of his bed...
- By Ada LimónI used to pretend to believe in God. Mainly, I liked so much to talk to someone in the dark. Think of...
- By James K. BaxterThe wish to climb a ladder to the loft Of God dies hard in us. The angels Jacob saw Were not himself...
- By Natalie ShaperoGod come on stop cutting me out of your photos God stop dragging the mouse around my shopworn body like...
- By Genevieve ArlieThe geometer wishes he were David cut from stone by lightning, his mind gyring wide into figures of ...
- By Jupiter HammonI O come you pious youth! adore The wisdom of thy God, In bringing thee from distant shore, To learn His holy...
- By Richard Rolle[Alle perisches and passes pat we with eghe see] It wanes into wrechednes, þe welth of þis worlde. Robes...
- By CaedmonNow let us praise Heaven-Kingdom's guardian, the Maker's might and his mind's thoughts, the work of ...
- By Mechthild of MagdeburgAh blessed absence of God, How lovingly I am bound to you! You strengthen my will in its pain And make...
- By Mechthild of MagdeburgIt is my nature that makes me love you often, For I am love itself. It is my longing that makes my love...
- By Mechthild of MagdeburgGod speaks to the soul And God said to the soul: I desired you before the world began. I desire you ...
- By Jay Hopler
Of the two undiscovered countries, Life and Death,
Which one lies the closer to God? - By Terrance HayesThe rain falling on a night in mid-December, I pull to my father’s engine wondering how long I’ll remember...
- By Harriet Beecher StoweThink not, when the wailing winds of autumn Drive the shivering leaflets from the tree,— Think not all...
- By St. John of the CrossI. In a dark night, With anxious love inflamed, O, happy lot! Forth unobserved I went, My house being...
- By Sor Juana Inés de la CruzSince Love is shivering in the ice and cold, since hoarfrost and snow have ringed him round, who will...
- By MirabaiLove has stained my body to the color of the One Who Holds Up Mountains. When I dressed in the world...