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What doth it avail to discourse profoundly of the Trinity, if thou be void of humility, and art thereby displeasing to the Trinity? Surely profound words do not make a man holy and just; but, a ...
Posted by "Yol Bolsun" on Tue, 24 Oct 2006 12:09:00 PST |
A song from Gordon Lightfoot |
I remember everythingI've learned about survivalI've walked with fools and kingsAnd I've even read the BibleThere I came upon some linesGivin' me directionGather not your gold on earthYour kingdom is ...
Posted by "Yol Bolsun" on Wed, 11 Oct 2006 06:22:00 PST |
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Trust your instincts. Life teaches us much of which we are not aware. Our senses percieve things that do not impinge upon our awareness, but they lie dormant within us and affect our recog...
Posted by "Yol Bolsun" on Fri, 15 Sep 2006 09:34:00 PST |
Soldiers Christmas |
Twas the night before Christmas He lived all alone in a one bedroom house made of plaster and stone. I had come down the chimney with presents to give, and to see just who in this home did live. I loo...
Posted by "Yol Bolsun" on Mon, 12 Dec 2005 09:02:00 PST |
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....yet what might have happened if I chose otherwise?....How often it is that a whim might alter the course of our existences! How often the simple decision whether to go right or lef...
Posted by "Yol Bolsun" on Thu, 08 Dec 2005 07:19:00 PST |
<3 |
I Love TheeI love thee, as I love the
calm Of sweet, star-l
ighted hours!I love thee, as I
;love th...
Posted by "Yol Bolsun" on Fri, 02 Dec 2005 11:10:00 PST |
Soflty |
Softly she comesWhispers the breeze with her passingIn secret love she is laughingSoftly she comes in the night
Softly she sighsSweetly she lies never sleepingHer fragrance all in my keepingSoftly sh...
Posted by "Yol Bolsun" on Fri, 02 Dec 2005 12:02:00 PST |
Beautiful Dreamer |
Beautiful dreamer, wake unto me, St
arlight and dewdrops are waiting fo
r thee;Sounds of the rude world&nbs
p;heard in ...
Posted by "Yol Bolsun" on Fri, 02 Dec 2005 11:52:00 PST |
Song For a Winters Night |
The lamp is burnin' low upon my table topThe snow is softly fallin'The air is still within the silence of my roomI hear your voice softly callin'
If I could only have you nearTo breathe a sigh or two...
Posted by "Yol Bolsun" on Thu, 01 Dec 2005 11:31:00 PST |
mmmmmmmm |
My lady's presence makes the roses&
nbsp;red,Because to see her lips th
ey blush for shame.The lily's leave
s, for env...
Posted by "Yol Bolsun" on Thu, 01 Dec 2005 12:39:00 PST |
