She Walks in Beauty

BY LORD BYRON (GEORGE GORDON)


She walks in beauty, like the night 
Of cloudless climes and starry skies; 
And all that’s best of dark and bright 
Meet in her aspect and her eyes; 
Thus mellowed to that tender light 
Which heaven to gaudy day denies. 

One shade the more, one ray the less, 
Had half impaired the nameless grace 
Which waves in every raven tress, 
Or softly lightens o’er her face; 
Where thoughts serenely sweet express, 
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place. 

And on that cheek, and o’er that brow, 
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, 
The smiles that win, the tints that glow, 
But tell of days in goodness spent, 
A mind at peace with all below, 
A heart whose love is innocent!

The JOY

of the LORD

is my strength! 

Neh 8:10

The Eagle's Song

GRIEF by: Lanna Webb


My life before me lay a blur, fogged with passion and defeat.

Hazy good times in the distanec, with sorrow at my feet.

                          where eagles sing