Longfellow!

Here is one of my favorite poems. I first heard it my junior year of high school in a class called American Studies. Hearing it read was instrumental in my decision to fully step on my spiritual path.

Tell me not, in mournful numbers,

"Life is but an empty dream!"

For the soul is dead that slumbers,

And things are not what they seem.

Life is real! Life is earnest!

And the grave is not its goal.

"To dust thou art to dust returneth"

Was not spoken of the soul.

In the world's broad field of battle,

In the bivouac of Life

Be not like dumb, driven cattle!

Be a hero in the strife!

Lives of great men all remind us

We can make our lives sublime,

And, departing, leave behind us

Footprints on the sands of time.

Some Poetry with a Mystic Bent

The World is Dancing
Dancing with Fire,
The Equal but opposite Forces
are forever churning the Milky Cauldron
from which comes forth the Nectar of Life

This world forever moves,
nothing is static
nothing is stable
Only Eternity

by Ishtar Ishaya

Introduction and a little John Donne

I wonder by my troth what you and I did till we loved.
If any beauty I did see,
was but a dream of thee.

John Donne

This is my second blog, the first being entitled the Ascending Current and found at http://ascendingcurrent.blogspot.com/ . Whereas that blog will be solely dedicated to Ascension this blog will be more personal in nature. This blog will be devoted to Truth, Beauty and Humor. Anyways, I don't have too too much to write at the moment. I will be back later.