A POEM IS A SPIDER WEB
A poem is a spider web
Spun with words of wonder,
Woven lace held in place
By whispers made of thunder.
Charles Ghigna
Contributed by: Father Goose
Money is a kind of poetry.
Wallace Stevens (1879 - 1955)
Contributed by: Siona
Poetry is the synthesis of hyacinths and biscuits.
Carl Sandburg (1878 - 1967)
Sometimes we guard people from the truth to protect them from being hurt, but by doing that we only hurt them more in the long run.
Christina Pagliarulo
Contributed by: Tina
When ever your heart grows weary, know that there is always a heart grieving much more then yours.
Now is the time to know that all that you do is sacred... Now is the time for you to deeply compute the impossibility that there is anything but grace.
Hafiz
Source: The Gift, Pages: 160
Contributed by: ahafiz