one of those days

Seven days, seven more days she'll be comin'

I'll be waiting at the station for her to arrive

Seven more days, all I gotta do is survive.

She been gone ever since I been a child

Ever since I seen her smile, I ain't forgotten her eyes.

She had a face that could outshine the sun in the skies.

There's kissing in the valley,

Thieving in the alley,

Fighting every inch of the way.

Trying to be tender

With somebody I remember

In a night that's always brighter'n the day.

Seven days, seven more days that are connected

Just like I expected, she'll be comin' on forth,

My beautiful comrade from the north.

I been good, I been good while I been waitin'

Maybe guilty of hesitatin', I just been holdin' on

Seven more days, all that'll be gone.

There's kissing in the valley,

Thieving in the alley,

Fighting every inch of the way.

Trying to be tender

With somebody I remember

In a night that's always brighter'n the day.

Seven days, seven more days she'll be comin'

I'll be waiting at the station for her to arrive

Seven more days, all I gotta do is survive.

"I am an excitable person 

who only understands life lyrically, musically,

 in whom feelings are much stronger as reason. 

I am so thirsty for the marvelous 

that only the marvelous has power over me."

— Anaïs Nin

If my heart could explode into a tiny billion pieces

and scatter themselves all over the world.

If I could live on sunlight and the city sounds,

and fall asleep in those thousands of lighted windows.

I wonder if this world would make sense to me,

if I will ever truly understand anything,

if there is anything to understand at all

"This is my simple religion. There is no need for temples; no need for complicated philosophy. Our own brain, our own heart is our temple; the philosophy is kindness.”  -Dalai Lama

“Love recognizes no barriers. It jumps hurdles, leaps fences, penetrates walls to arrive at its destination, full of hope.”

~ Maya Angelou

 

"If you're listening, if you're awake to the poignant beauty of this world, 

your heart breaks regularly.  In fact, your heart is made to break;

its purpose is to burst open again and again

so that it can hold ever more wonders."

-Andrew Harvey

"What should I do about the wild and the tame?  

The wild heart that wants to be free,

and the tame heart that wants to come home.  

I want to be held. 

 I don't want you to come too close.  

I want you to scoop me up and 

bring me home at night. 

 I don't want to tell you where I am. 

 I want to keep a place among the rocks 

where no one can find me. 

 I want to be with you."

-Jeanette Winterson