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An Astrologer's Song
By Rudyard Kipling

To the Heavens above us
O look and behold
The Planets that love us
All harnessed in gold!
What chariots, what horses
Against us shall bide
While the Stars in their courses
Do fight on our side?
All thought, all desires,
That are under the sun,
Are one with their fires,
As we also are one:
All matter, all spirit,
All fashion, all frame,
Receive and inherit
Their strength from the same.
Oh, man that deniest
All power save thine own,
Their power in the highest
Is mightily shown.
Not less in the lowest
That power is made clear.
(Oh, man, if thou knowest,
What treasure is here!)
Earth quakes in her throes
And we wonder for why!
But the blind planet knows
When her ruler is nigh;
And, attuned since Creation
To perfect accord,
She thrills in her station
And yearns to her Lord.
The waters have risen,
The springs are unbound--
The floods break their prison,
And ravin around.
No rampart withstands 'em,
Their fury will last,
Till the Sign that commands 'em
Sinks low or swings past.
Through abysses unproven
O'er gulfs beyond thought,
Our portion is woven,
Our burden is brought.
Yet They that prepare it,
Whose Nature we share,
Make us who must bear it
Well able to bear.
Though terrors o'ertake us
We'll not be afraid.
No Power can unmake us
Save that which has made:
Nor yet beyond reason
Or hope shall we fall--
All things have their season,
And Mercy crowns all!
Then, doubt not, ye fearful--
The Eternal is King--
Up, heart, and be cheerful,
And lustily sing:--
What chariots, what horses
Against us shall bide
While the Stars in their courses
Do fight on our side?

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A Psalm of life
by
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Tell me not in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
And things are not what they seem.

Life is real! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal;
Dust thou are, to dust thou returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul.

Not enjoyment, and not sorrow,
Is our destined end or way;
But to act, that each tomorrow
Find us farther than today.

Art is long, and Time is fleeting,
And our hearts, though stout and brave,
Still, like muffled drums, are beating
Funeral marches to the grave.

In the world's broad field of battle,
In the bivouac of Life,
Be not like dumb, driven cattle!
Be a hero in the strife!

Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant!
Let the dead Past bury its dead!
Act, - act in the living Present!
Heart within, and God o'erhead!

Lives of great men all remind us
We can make our lives sublime,
And, departing, leave behind us
Footprints on the sand of time;

Footprints, that perhaps another,
Sailing o'er life's solemn main,
A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,
Seeing, shall take heart again.

Let us then be up and doing,
With a heart for any fate;
Still achieving, still pursuing,
Learn to labor and to wait.

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“When a man undertakes to create something,
he establishes a new heaven, as it were,
and from it the work that he desires to create flows into him...
For such is the immensity of man that he is greater than heaven and earth.”
 

~ Philipus Aureolus Paracelsus

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OLD IRISH PRAYER FOR PROTECTION

I bind unto myself today,
The strong name of the Trinity
I rise today through the Strength of Heaven
Light of Sun
Radiance of Moon
Splendour of Fire (Mars)
Speed of Lightening (Mercury)
Swiftness of Wind (Jupiter)
Depth of Sea (Venus)
Stability of Earth Firmness of Rock (Saturn)


​
I asked if I should pray.

But the Brahmin said,
"pray for nothing, say
Every night in bed,
""I have been a king,
I have been a slave,
Nor is there anything.
Fool, rascal, knave,
That I have not been,
And yet upon my breast
A myriad heads have lain.'''
That he might Set at rest
A boy's turbulent days
Mohini Chatterjee
Spoke these, or words like these,
I add in commentary,
"Old lovers yet may have
All that time denied --
Grave is heaped on grave
That they be satisfied --
Over the blackened earth
The old troops parade,
Birth is heaped on Birth
That such cannonade
May thunder time away,
Birth-hour and death-hour meet,
Or, as great sages say,
Men dance on deathless feet.'

​~ Mohini Chatterjee
 William Butler Yeats

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SWEET DARKNESS
~ David Whyte

When your eyes are tired the world is tired also
When your vision is gone no part of the world can find you
It is time to go into the dark
Where the night has eyes to recognise it own
There you can be sure you are not beyond love
The dark will be your home tonight
The night will give you a horizon further than you can see
You must learn one thing
The world was made to be free in
Give up all the other worlds except the one to which you belong
Sometimes it takes darkness and the sweet confinement of
Your aloneness to learn
Anything or anyone who does not bring you alive is too small for you
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THE TRUE LOVE
~ David Whyte

There is a faith in loving fiercely the one who is rightfully yours
There is a faith in loving fiercely the life that is rightfully yours
There is a faith in loving fiercely the work that is rightfully yours
There is a faith in loving fiercely the one who is rightfully yours
Especially if you have waited years and
Especially if you never believed you could deserve this beckoning hand held out to you this way
I'm thinking of faith now
I'm thinking of faith now and the testaments of loneliness and
What we feel we are worthy of in this world
Years ago in the Hebrides I remember an old man
Who walked everyday on the grey stones of the shore of baying seals
Who would press his hat to his chest in the blustering salt wind and
Say his prayer to the turbulent Jesus hidden in the water
And I think of the story of the storm and everyone waking and
Seeing the distant yet familiar figure far across the water
Calling to them
And how we are all waiting for that abrupt waking
How we are all waiting for that abrupt waking
And that calling
And that moment we have to say
YES
Except it will not come so grandly the moment we have to say YES
So biblically
But more subtly and intimately
In the face of the one you know you have to LOVE
So that when we finally step out of the boat toward them
We find everything holds us
And everything sustains our courage
And if you wanted to drown you could but you don't
Because finally after all the struggle
And all those years you don't want to anymore
You simply have had enough of drowning
And you want to live and you want to love
And you will walk across any territory however fluid
And however dangerous to take the one hand
You know belongs in YOURS.


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