"My Friend, enought to sorrow have you given,
The purposes of wisdom ask no more;
Be wise and chearful, and no longer read
The forms of things with an unworthy eye.
She sleeps in the calm earth, and peace is here.
I well remember that those very plumes,
Those weeds, and the high spear-grass on that wall,
By mist and silent rain-drops silver'd o'er,
As once I passed did to my heart convey
So still an image of tranquillity,
So calm and still, and looked so beautiful
Amid the uneasy thoughts which filled my mind,
That what we feel of sorrow and despair
From ruin and from change, and all the grief
The passing shews of being leave behind,
Appeared an idle dream that could not live
Where meditation was. I turned away
And walked along my road to happiness."
SO PLEASE PUT YOUR POEMS ON "SPIRIT" IN THIS THREAD... THAT IS TO SAY... WRITE THEM IN YOUR LIVEJOURNAL AND THEN CUT AND PAST THEM INTO THE COMMENTS OF THIS ENTRY... THIS WILL KEEP ALL THE SPIRIT ENTRIES TOGETHER AND MAKE IT EASIER FOR US TO JUDGE THEM... THANK YOU SHAUN FARLOW FOR THIS CLEVER IDEA!!!