Poems & Selections

From The Prophet

by: Kahil Gibran
Only when you drink from the river of
Silence shall you indeed sing.
And when you have reached the mountain top,
Then you shall begin to climb.
And when the earth shall claim your limbs,
Then you shall truly dance.

By Isla Paschal Richardson If I should ever leave you, Whom I love To go along the silent way…Grieve not. Nor speak of me with tears. But laugh and talk of me As if I were beside you there. (I’d come… I’d come, Could I but find a way! But would not tears and And […]
When I am called to duty, God whenever flames may rage, give me the strength to save some life, whatever be its age. Help me to embrace a little child before it’s too late, or some older person from the horror of that fate. Enable me to be alert and hear the weakest shout, and […]
By Mary Frye Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there, I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow, I am the softly falling snow. I am the gentle showers of rain, I am the fields of ripening grain. I am in the morning hush, I am in […]
Because I could not stop for Death, He kindly stopped for me; The carriage held but just ourselves And Immortality.We slowly drove, he knew no haste, And I had put away My labor, and my leisure too, For his civility.We passed the school, where children strove At recess, in the ring; We passed the fields […]