If I could catch a rainbow
I would do it just for you.
And share with you its beauty
On the days you’re feeling blue.
If I could build a mountain
You could call your very own.
A place to find serenity
A place to be alone.
If I could take your troubles
I would toss them in the sea.
But all these things I’m finding
Are impossible for me,
I cannot build a mountain
Or catch a rainbow fair
But let me be…what I know best, A friend that’s always there.
Sandra Lewis Primgle
♥ღℒℴνℯღ ☆ ★ ♥
I first posted this poem a year ago for a friend who was ill at the time. My how time flies!
“Life without love is like a tree without blossoms or fruit.Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself. To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving.”
-Kahlil Gibran on love
“Scatter the seeds of love in dreary desert hearts; then sprouts of love will make the wastes green with joy, blossoms of love will make the air fragrant, rivers of love will murmur along the valleys, and every bird will beat its wings, every child will sing the song of love…..this is what I want you to do. Come close to me in the heart, and I will be there to receive you. Then you will acquire a fraction of that supreme love.”
“Devotion does not consist of wearing ochre robes of being inward alone, the organisation of religious festivals, the performance of yajnas, the shaving or matting of hair, carrying kamandala (bowl) or danda, (stick), or the giving up of secular life. People cannot close their eyes and go inward without having developed love towards all.
A pure heart, uninterrupted contemplation of God, feeling that everything is of Divine creation and therefore, One, unattachment to sense objects, embracing all in equal love, dedication to truth and true speech – these are, indeed, the characteristics of devotion.”