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And: Another Day.

I made it.
I'm alive.
I'm conscious.
I'm breathing.
I have food, shelter, clothing and
More than that besides.

I have You, my friends.

That's a lot.
Thanks a lot.

Thanks a lot for the cheer.
And for letting me know there are people out there who are SO GOOD.
That I am not alone.

That I belong.
That I am part of something.

And this "Thing"
is growing.
Growing into the Light.
Growing closer and closer to God,
As we share His Love
in Fellowship;


John Steffan Riccio

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not from me
but :

On Love

When love beckons to you, follow him,
Though his ways are hard and steep.
And when his wings enfold you yield to him,
Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.
And when he speaks to you believe in him,
Though his voice may shatter your dreams,
As the north wind lays waste the garden.

For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you.
Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning.
Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest
branches that quiver in the sun,
So shall he descend to your roots and shake them
In their clinging to the Earth.
Like sheaves of corn he gathers you unto himself.
He threshes you to make you naked.
He sifts you to free you from your husks.
He grinds you to whiteness.
He kneads you until you are pliant:
And then he assigns you to his sacred fire,
That you may become sacred bread for God`s sacred feast.

All these things shall love do unto you
That you may know the secrets of your heart,
And in that knowledge become a fragment of Life`s heart.

But if in your fear you would seek only
Love`s peace and love`s pleasure,
Then it is better for you
That you cover your nakedness and
Pass out of love`s threshing floor,
Into the seasonless world where you
Shall laugh, but not all of your laughter,
And weep, but not all of your tears.

Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself,
Love possesses not nor would it be possessed:
For love is sufficient unto love.

When you love you should not say,
"God is in my heart," but rather,
"I am in the heart of God."
And think not you can direct the course
Of love, for love, if it finds you worthy,
Directs your course.

Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself.
But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires:
To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.
To know the pain of too much tenderness.
To be wounded by your own understanding of love;
And to bleed willingly and joyfully.
To wake at dawn with a winged heart
And give thanks for another day of loving:
To rest at the noon hour and meditate love`s ecstasy:
And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in you heart
And a song of praise upon your lips.

- excerpt from The Prophet by Kahlil Gibran

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Gibran knows the poor, little ache in my heart better than anyone else ever did, methinks; VA.

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is written
as if written
by oneself
who was it who wrote
a friend
who knew my soul
my soul let me find it
in the library

the big library is opened....


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You there in that library, VeroniKA?

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whenever possible
do we meet?

love is there
laughter, too!!!!
light shines