here are my contributions..... Excerpt from: The Bridge Across Forever Richard Bach A soulmate is someone who has locks that fit our keys, and keys to fit our locks. When we feel safe enough to open the locks, our truest selves step out and we can be completely and honestly who we are; we can be loved for who we are and not for who we're pretending to be. Each unveils the best part of the other. No matter what else goes wrong around us, with that one person we're safe in our own paradise. Our soulmate is someone who shares our deepest longings, our sense of direction. When we're two balloons, and together our direction is up, chances are we've found the right person. Our soulmate is the one who makes life come to life.
Love is a good above all other things. Love alone makes every burden light. Love is watchful, and while sleeping still keeps watch; thought fatigued is not weary; though pressed is not forced. Love is sincere, gentle, strong, patient, faithful, prudent, and longsuffering. Love is circumspect, humble, upright; not weary, not fickle, not intent on selfish things. Love is steadfast and quiet. The wise lover values not so much the gifts of the lover as the love of the giver. ~Thomas A. Kempis
The Prophet, by Kahlil Gibran, contains many appropriate passages, such as the following, which captures the essence of the husband-and-wife union.
Love one another, but make not a bond of love: Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls. Fill each other's cup but drink not from one cup. Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf. Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone, Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music. Give your hearts, but not into each other's keeping. For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts. And stand together yet not too near together: For the pillars of the temple stand apart, And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other's shadow.
THE MEANING OF TRUE LOVE - Thanks Debra Hart the meaning of true love it is sharing and caring, giving, and forgiving love and being loved, walking hand in hand talking heart to heart seeing through each others eyes laughing together, weeping together, praying together and always trusting and believing and thanking God for each other for love that is shared is a beautiful thing it enriches the soul and makes the heart sing
L o v e by Roy Croft I love you, Not only for what you are, But for what I am When I am with you.
I love you, Not only for what You have made of yourself, But for what You are making of me. I love you For the part of me That you bring out; I love you For putting your hand Into my heaped-up heart And passing over All the foolish, weak things That you can't help Dimly seeing there, And for drawing out Into the light All the beautiful belongings That no one else had looked Quite far enough to find.
I love you because you Are helping me to make Of the lumber of my life Not a tavern But a temple; Out of the works Of my every day Not a reproach But a song.
I love you Because you have done More than any creed Could have done To make me good And more than any fate Could have done To make me happy. You have done it Without a touch, Without a word, Without a sign. You have done it By being yourself. Perhaps that is what Being a friend means, After all.
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Here's one of mine (the other is Corinthians)
from Corelli's Mandolin by Louise De Bernieres
'Love is a temporary madness, it erupts like volcanoes and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion... That is just being 'in love,' which any fool can do. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident.'
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i love this thread!!!! i just started looking at readings, this is a poem i want to put in my program for my father....what do you think??
To my Dad
Dear Daddy I miss you so, more than anyone will ever know. I always dreamed of you giving me away on this my wedding day.
Well Dad, that day is finally here and I find it very hard not to shed a tear.
Please look down on us from above, and be very confident of our love. My wedding is a dream come true, even though I am without you.
I know as my veil is lifted, the soft breeze on my cheek, is really your kiss that i seek.
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I love this...I will definately put this in mine program...thank you for adding it...
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This is one of my favorite poems. I read it during my speech at my sister's wedding, and wanted to use it as a reading for ours, but it wasn't traditional enough for FI.
Variations on the Word Sleep by Margaret Atwood
I would like to watch you sleeping, which may not happen. I would like to watch you, sleeping. I would like to sleep with you, to enter your sleep as its smooth dark wave slides over my head
and walk with you through that lucent wavering forest of bluegreen leaves with its watery sun & three moons towards the cave where you must descend, towards your worst fear.
I would like to give you the silver branch, the small white flower, the one word that will protect you from the grief at the center of your dream, from the grief at the center. I would like to follow you up the long stairway again & become the boat that would row you back carefully, a flame in two cupped hands to where your body lies beside me, and you enter it as easily as breathing in.
I would like to be the air that inhabits you for a moment only. I would like to be that unnoticed & that necessary