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"Up through an empty house of stars, Being what heart you are, Up the inhuman steeps of space, As on a staircase go in grace, Carrying the firelight on your face, Beyond the loneliest star." G.K. Chesterton
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- StrongJoy
- I have been saved by grace and blessed beyond compare. All things are mine since I am His. How can I keep from singing?
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This Week's Quote
"I have committed myself to joy...we must not be afraid to announce it to refugees, slum-dwellers, saddened prisoners, angry prophets. Now and then we must even announce it to ourselves. In this prison of now, in this cynical and sophisticated age, SOMEONE MUST BELIEVE IN JOY." -Richard Rohr
Poetry
THE GREAT MINIMUM by G.K. Chesterton
It is something to have wept as we have wept,
It is something to have done as we have done,
It is something to have watched when all men slept,
And seen the stars which never see the sun.
It is something to have smelt the mystic rose,
Although it break and leave the thorny rods,
It is something to have hungered once as those
Must hunger who have ate the bread of gods.
To have seen you and your unforgotten face,
Brave as a blast of trumpets for the fray,
Pure as white lilies in a watery space,
It were something, though you went from me today.
To have known the things that from the weak are furled,
Perilous ancient passions, strange and high;
It is something to be wiser than the world,
It is something to be older than the sky.
In a time of sceptic moths and cynic rusts,
And fattened lives that of their sweetness tire
In a world of flying loves and fading lusts,
It is something to be sure of a desire.
Lo, blessed are our ears for they have heard;
Yea, blessed are our eyes for they have seen:
Let the thunder break on man and beast and bird
And the lightning. It is something to have been.
It is something to have wept as we have wept,
It is something to have done as we have done,
It is something to have watched when all men slept,
And seen the stars which never see the sun.
It is something to have smelt the mystic rose,
Although it break and leave the thorny rods,
It is something to have hungered once as those
Must hunger who have ate the bread of gods.
To have seen you and your unforgotten face,
Brave as a blast of trumpets for the fray,
Pure as white lilies in a watery space,
It were something, though you went from me today.
To have known the things that from the weak are furled,
Perilous ancient passions, strange and high;
It is something to be wiser than the world,
It is something to be older than the sky.
In a time of sceptic moths and cynic rusts,
And fattened lives that of their sweetness tire
In a world of flying loves and fading lusts,
It is something to be sure of a desire.
Lo, blessed are our ears for they have heard;
Yea, blessed are our eyes for they have seen:
Let the thunder break on man and beast and bird
And the lightning. It is something to have been.
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3 comments:
I guess I'm old. Either that or I'm so untechy my sound was not turned on. Either way, my age is showing. Oh, no, my sound is on after all... I hear your lovely music. Much better than hearing annoying mosquito sounds any day. :)
I could hear it, barely, if I turned up my speakers all the way. Had to listen three times to be sure I was hearing something at all. It was more of an impression than a sound.
I thought I had really good hearing, but I guess not. However, it's probably normal for 50 years of age, which I am.
Interesting. My children (11 and 12) could hear it very well, clear across the room. They said it was loud and annoying. I could barely hear it, a high,quiet mosquito-like sound, but only with my left ear. If I turned my left ear away from the speaker, I couldn't hear it at all. But I'm 53 and know that my hearing isn't what it used to be, so I didn't expect to hear it at all. I'm glad that I still could. (My mom was always a fanatic about not having the radio or TV on louder than necessary.)
Judi
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