A Continuation of Reflections

Eternity He who binds himself to a joy Does the winged life destroy: But he who kissed the joy as it flies Lives in eternity's sunrise. William Blake

From you, I have been absent in the Spring When Proud pied April, dressed in all his trim, Hath put a Spirit of Youth in everything, that hoary Saturn laughed and leapt with him. Yet not the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers, in odour and in hue Could make me any summer’s story tell, nor from th eir proud lap,pluck them where they grew Nor did I wonder at the lily’s white Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose. They were but sweet, but figures of delight Drawn after you, you but pattern of all those Yet seemed it Winter still and you away As with your shadow, I with these do play. WS.  Sonnet 98

We had an memorable evening on July 10 2014, a time for Artist's Way students to catch up with John, we had strawberries and cream and most folk brought a poem. IT TAKES COURAGE. It takes strength to be firm, It takes courage to be gentle It takes strength to conquer. It takes courage to surrender It takes strength to be certain, It takes courage to have a doubt It takes strength to be fit in, It takes courage to stand out It takes strength to feel a friends pain, It takes courage to feel your own pain It takes strength to endure abuse, It takes courage to stop it It takes strength to stand alone, It takes courage to lean on another It takes strength to love, It takes courage to be loved It takes strength to survive, It takes courage to live.