As i mingled with the party guests the crowded room felt like a barren wasteland. Some confuse polite small-talk with deep interest. Just when i thought 'i don't have the energy to listen one more insipid word' you walked over. A distinctand welcome connection had begun.
Oh, give us pleasure in the flowers to-day; And give us not to think so far away As the uncertain harvest; keep us here All simply in the springing of the year.
Oh, give us pleasure in the orchard white, Like nothing else by day, like ghosts by night; And make us happy in the happy bees, The swarm dilating round the perfect trees.
And make us happy in the darting bird That suddenly above the bees is heard, The meteor that thrusts in with needle bill, And off a blossom in mid air stands still.
For this is love and nothing else is love, The which it is reserved for God above To sanctify to what far ends He will, But which it only needs that we fulfil. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Hail, and welcome! Green life returns to the earth blooming and blossoming once more from the soil. We welcome you, goddesses of spring, Eostre, Persephone, Flora, Cybele, in the trees, in the soil, in the flowers, in the rains, and we are grateful for your presence.
The widget below is a Ball Clock by BokWidgets/AppsInc. The balls on the top two ramps represent the minutes and the balls on the bottom ramp represent the hours.
Fun :-)