The Hammers (Amy Lowell Poem)
I Frindsbury, Kent, 1786 Bang! Bang! Tap! Tap-a-tap! Rap! All through the lead and silver Winter days, All through the ...
I Frindsbury, Kent, 1786 Bang! Bang! Tap! Tap-a-tap! Rap! All through the lead and silver Winter days, All through the ...
Lord, how I am all ague, when I seek What I have treasur'd in my memory! Since, if my soul ...
Leave me, my blamer, For the sake of the love Which unites your soul with That of your beloved one; ...
No clear number merely several many may have come to Him to kneel before the King Several came together following ...
The star of our Savior rising before them guiding the pilgrims the steps of the Magi coming to Christ journeying ...
His Star still shines true light in the darkness Shining down on us May we be like the Magi foreigners ...
Our path in this life through the wilderness walking guided, focused on the Christ May your light shine on our ...
God always speaking to us yet we fail to hear to listen to our Creator focused on the noise of ...
A metaphor of the angels speaking in dreams in the quiet of the night the still small voice of God ...
Clouding our focus noise of our lives drowning out the prompter God speaking to us We need to still ourselves ...
Our lives in our hands in our choices each day whether we follow the world the beat of our own ...
Ready to guide me if I will but listen God speaking to me to shepherd my whole life Listen to ...
Stilling ourselves in the spirit of prayer in utter humbleness Waiting for God's answer to our prayers sitting in quiet ...
In worship in quiet prayer separated from the world leaving our troubles there Listening as well as speaking for the ...
Voices of the heavens speaking in our dreams rising within us leading us to Him Guided by angels God's still ...
God using our dreams the words of angels finding ways to cut through the noise of these days God sharing ...
Our sense of prayer of speaking to God of letting it all hang out asking for what we think we ...
To hear the angels God speaking to us the words of guidance directing our lives We must quiet ourselves shedding ...
Something to remember the quiet of the evenings the angels, God speaking in the stillness of the night We are ...
Like those in the advent story the angels speaking in a dream while we are asleep God speaks to us ...
God speaks to us in ways big and small maybe it is we who need to change to hear his ...
Rising, in dancing feeling him with us the dust of the journey on both of our feet God beside me ...
Standing in the windstorm the gales of life wearing the Spirit a garment within me sharing this journey my walk ...
O Man! what Inspiration was thy Guide, Who taught thee Light and Air thus to divide; To let in all ...
My father is a quiet man With sober, steady ways; For simile, a folded fan; His nights are like his ...
I. Stand still, true poet that you are! I know you; let me try and draw you. Some night you'll ...
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