On the Path of Love

On the Path of Love we go,
forward, to a World of Love.
On the Path of Love we grow,
on that Path, we live – above
and below, it is just ONE,
come my friend, and do not shun
either of the two of them.

Whereas normally the poems just “flow”, in this case, in fact, although I had the impression it was to be published here, I could  not first find the ending: I thought of the German “beiden”, which would have perfectly fit, but “both” would not have fitted in rhythmically. What then came, was “neither of these goodies”, but that is informal..

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Connecting my Blogs

As you may know, I like beautiful names and domain names. This may also be one reason for having more than one blog. Yet, for my readers, it might be inconvenient having to follow all of them – so I wondered whether to either create a new one and post in various language there (I thought of http://travels.jewel-of-light.org), an idea that came to me while walking through Perth (speaking of names – one beautiful aspect of Waldorf schools, at least in Australia, is that many children have got very beautiful names). However, for now, it seemed I should keep my separate blogs for English (this one) and German (over here).

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Writing for Fun

This post simply grew from a wish to write, after having read a traveller’s site.  It was rather a personal wish than an impulse as will often make me write that caused me to write it directly into the blog.

I know, that I should write;

yet, how should I know

if ever

I reach those, who wish

to read my words?

 

There is an ocean, and beyond its shore

love waits. But who amongst you can tell me

from whose grace, or from whose heart it does spring?

 

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Joy and Dance

In the context of reading this article and a question here, I wrote:

Dance the dance of Joy,

dance the Freedom of your Love.

Dance the dance, no fear be nigh;

dance the dance, and from above

Heaven will its blessings bring. Heaven be thy Star;

dance the dance, infinity

brings the Light – no dark

shall rise again.

 

In you, there is but Freedom.

In you does Love prevail.

In you is precious Freedom;

in you does Love prevail.

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