"I WANDERED LONELY AS A CLOUD"

       

          I WANDERED lonely as a cloud

          That floats on high o'er vales and hills,

          When all at once I saw a crowd,

          A host, of golden daffodils;

          Beside the lake, beneath the trees,

          Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

          Continuous as the stars that shine

          And twinkle on the milky way,

          They stretched in never-ending line

          Along the margin of a bay:                                 

          Ten thousand saw I at a glance,

          Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

          The waves beside them danced; but they

          Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:

          A poet could not but be gay,

          In such a jocund company:

          I gazed--and gazed--but little thought

          What wealth the show to me had brought:

          For oft, when on my couch I lie

          In vacant or in pensive mood,                               

          They flash upon that inward eye

          Which is the bliss of solitude;

          And then my heart with pleasure fills,

          And dances with the daffodils.

WORDSWORTH

Peace I give to you

Kempis taken from “Imitation of Christ”

Four Things that Bring Inward Peace

"My Son, now will I teach thee the way of peace and of true liberty."

2. Do, O my Lord, as Thou sayest, for this is pleasing unto me to hear.

3. "Strive, My Son, to do another's will rather than thine own.  Obedience

Choose always to have less rather than more.                                Self-deniel

 Seek always after the lowest place,and to be subject to all.      Humbleness

Wish always and pray that the will of God be fulfilled in thee.  Surrender

 Behold, such a man as this entereth into the inheritance of peace and quietness.

Good Friday

The day is near, the time has come

Bread is broken, Wine is drunk

The deal is done, Fate has been sealed

Sealed with a kiss, the sign of love, no less

How times have changed, how people change

From cries of love, to cries of hate

The awaited one came, they couldn’t see

He healed, taught love but, still they did not see

Now time has passed, they’ve had their chance, they chose their path

Hand are washed, backs are turned

The cross stands high, one of three, for all to see

Bang, bang, bang,

 Nails, 

one, two and three

The crown of thorns, to crown a king

Spills blood for sins He came to bear

The sky, it darkens

Father

Forgive , forgive forgive

It’s over

Finished 

But not the end                

A QUIET PLACE TO SIT AND CONTEMPLATE GODS CREATION

THE CRAFTY ME

ME