Wednesday, March 30, 2005

let only...

Let only that little be left of me whereby
I may name thee my all.
Let only that little be left of my will whereby
I may feel thee on every side,and come to thee in everything,
and offer to thee my love every moment.
Let only that little be left of me whereby
I may never hide thee.
Let only that little of my fetters be left whereby
I am bound with thy will, and thy purpose is
carried out in my life----and that is the fetter of thy love.

when it rains..

Clouds heap upon clouds and it darkens,
Ah, love, why dost thou let me wait
outside at the door all alone?

In the busy moments of the moontide work
Iam with the crowd, but on this dark lonely day
it is only for thee that I hope.

If thou showest me not thy face, if thou leavest me
wholly aside, I know not how i am to pass these long, rainy hours.

I keep staring at the far away gloom of the sky,
and my heart wanders wailing with the restless wind.

its when u feel, u write...

its when u feel, u write...



I am only waiting for love to give myself up at last
into his hands. That is why it is so late
and why i have been guilty of such ommisions.


They come with their laws and their codes
to bind me fast; but i evade them ever,
for I am only waiting for love
to give myself up atlast into his hands.