There is a new poem with this title in German here in my German blog.
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..
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).
I give you Life.
As I take it, so I renew.
As I love, what I do
I am cleaned.
Thus, spring can lead
to the blossoming
A poem written on the first of January you can find here. Have a good and happy New Year!
source of all wisdom;
deep in my heart
my longing is true.
Deep in my soul
my spirit is loving,
deep in my heart
my spirit is whole.
(Actually, the poem has no title, I just chose a line as a title for this blog for technical reasons.)
I thought about the Light, and, hearken
the angels came to me, since then
I KNOW, I have been longing
for ONE – the mighty, powerful,
but not in outer, dire worlds,
yet, in the LIGHT I live from hence,
for, vanity is not my case
but all – but ONE: infinity.
Mind and Arrow in the Heart, open for all wisdom
friend a friend shall seek, to thee
comes the grail, the Path in thee
leades to its end. Friend, come
to Me, in Me – there, rest.
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
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?