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    Winter Stores*

    Charlotte Brontë
    (published under her nom de plume, Currer Bell, 1846)


    We take from life one little share
    And say that this shall be
    A space, redeemed from toil and care
    From tears and sadness free

    And, haply, death unstrings his bow
    And sorrow stands apart
    And, for a little while, we know
    The sunshine of the heart

    Existence seems a summer eve
    Warm, soft, and full of peace
    Our free, unfettered feelings give
    The soul its full release

    A moment, then, it takes the power
    To call up thoughts that throw
    Around that charmed and hallowed hour
    This life’s divinest glow

    But time, though viewlessly it flies
    And slowly, will not stay
    Alike, through clear and clouded skies
    It cleaves its silent way

    Alike the bitter cup of grief
    Alike the draught of bliss
    Its progress leaves but moment brief
    For baffled lips to kiss

    The sparkling draught is dried away
    The hour of rest is gone
    And urgent voices, round us, say
    “'Ho, lingerer, hasten on!”

    And has the soul, then, only gained
    From this brief time of ease
    A moment’s rest when overstrained
    One hurried glimpse of peace?

    No, while the sun shone kindly over us
    And flowers bloomed 'round our feet
    While many a bud of joy before us
    Unclosed its petals sweet

    An unseen work within was plying
    Like honey-seeking bee
    From flower to flower, unwearied, flying
    Laboured one faculty

    Thoughtful for winter’s future sorrow
    Its gloom and scarcity
    Prescient to-day, of want to-morrow
    Toiled quiet memory

    ’Tis she that from each transient pleasure
    Extracts a lasting good
    ’Tis she that finds, in summer, treasure
    To serve for winter’s food

    And when youth’s summer day is vanished
    And age brings winter’s stress
    Her stores, with hoarded sweets replenished
    Life’s evening hours will bless

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    Bridge Of Hope
    Poem: Ezeden Esayed
    Artist: Lara Fabian


    I want to believe
    That my prayers are being heard
    Lately it seems
    They have all been wasted words
    How many prayers will it take
    How many tears must we cry
    Till we can walk across that Bridge of Hope
    To Peace on the other side

    I know we could change
    The sadness into smiles
    If we could all see the world
    Through the eyes of a child
    How many prayers will it take
    How many tears must we cry
    Till we can walk across that Bridge of Hope
    To Peace on the other side

    If everybody has the same thoughts
    And everybody shares the same dream
    Can't we get together
    And make this world a better place

    I had a dream
    All our hatred turned into love
    And every river of tears
    Dried up into dust
    Every woman and man
    Standing side by side
    Then we walked across that Bridge of Hope
    To Peace on the other side

    I want to believe
    That my prayers are being heard
    Lately it seems
    They have all been wasted words
    How many prayers will it take
    How many tears must we cry
    Till we can walk across that Bridge of Hope
    To Peace on the other side

    Can we walk across that Bridge of Hope
    And find Peace
    Sweet Peace
    On the other side?

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    A winter dance for a winter love...
    Forever yours!


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    Biển. Núi. Rừng. Những cánh đồng hoa.
    Bốn mùa đi qua ngạt ngào hương ký ức.
    Trên vai thời gian miên viễn xanh.
    Bài thơ Anh.

    Je t'aime!


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    In a period of spiritual desolation
    Soul is suffered by a mystic in which
    All sense of consolation is removed

    Dark
    As the night
    Without

    You

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