tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466669636390432992.post4549801153203978845..comments2023-05-02T11:21:05.387+01:00Comments on it's okei!: Songs of the Valleyokeihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14977365975861176505noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466669636390432992.post-51010963477584382572010-05-10T14:57:01.000+01:002010-05-10T14:57:01.000+01:00Thanks, Cyn! Pretty crystals you have in your avat...Thanks, Cyn! Pretty crystals you have in your avatar! To be honest, they're making me hungry. ;^)okei jamintoohttp://jamintoo.multiply.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466669636390432992.post-54795777174029029472010-05-10T14:55:19.000+01:002010-05-10T14:55:19.000+01:00Ahh! Thanks again, Rose! And for following up on t...Ahh! Thanks again, Rose! And for following up on that "one thing" to take away.<br><br>The painting is Canyon (1923) by the American painter and illustrator Maxfield Parrish.okei jamintoohttp://jamintoo.multiply.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466669636390432992.post-58630018279465103542010-05-10T11:42:49.000+01:002010-05-10T11:42:49.000+01:00thank you Okei. thank you Okei. Cyn *http://cailet.multiply.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466669636390432992.post-45497972875011997852010-05-10T00:49:55.000+01:002010-05-10T00:49:55.000+01:00I loved the picture that you posted too. It seeme...I loved the picture that you posted too. It seemed so perfect, its image upon my mind and those words making me thirsty to quench my thirst by the stream.Honor Brighthttp://honorbright24.multiply.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466669636390432992.post-13427187006949493282010-05-10T00:49:04.000+01:002010-05-10T00:49:04.000+01:00Don't say, don't say there is no waterto s...Don't say, don't say there is no water<br>to solace the dryness at our hearts.<br>I have seen<br><br>the fountain springing out of the rock wall<br>and you drinking there. And I too<br>before your eyes<br><br>found footholds and climbed<br>to drink the cool water.<br><br>The woman of that place, shading her eyes,<br>frowned as she watched, but not because<br>she grudged the water,<br><br>only because she was waiting<br>to see we drank our fill and were<br>refreshed.<br><br>Don't say, don't say there is no water.<br>That fountain is there among its scalloped<br>green and gray stones,<br><br>it is still there and always there<br>with its quiet song and strange power<br>to spring in us,<br><br>up and out through the rock.Honor Brighthttp://honorbright24.multiply.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466669636390432992.post-2134463027098377822010-05-10T00:44:03.000+01:002010-05-10T00:44:03.000+01:00Lol. I use my Recipes section for stuff written by...Lol. I use my Recipes section for stuff written by others. Beverages means spiritual stuff, like mystical wine, desserts for romantic stuff, the deserted lover, soups and stews for melancholy stuff, breakfast and brunch for inspirational stuff, etc.. :)okei jamintoohttp://jamintoo.multiply.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466669636390432992.post-86881199626613473972010-05-10T00:38:09.000+01:002010-05-10T00:38:09.000+01:00I think its a lovely blog. And totally unexpecte...I think its a lovely blog. And totally unexpected. I expected to find beverage recipes and instead I got mind quenching beauty. Honor Brighthttp://honorbright24.multiply.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466669636390432992.post-8620288092826594662010-05-10T00:33:52.000+01:002010-05-10T00:33:52.000+01:00And indeed... "rest in reason, move in passio...And indeed... "rest in reason, move in passion" :-)okei jamintoohttp://jamintoo.multiply.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466669636390432992.post-17308819945595493002010-05-10T00:32:17.000+01:002010-05-10T00:32:17.000+01:00Yes, I think I've over-burdened the reader wit...Yes, I think I've over-burdened the reader with so many poems at once, just like watching more than one film in a day. But I like to bring things together on a common theme, so it's a dilemma. I'm offering a choice, and in life we are over-burdened with choice. I guess the common theme is the natural mystic, now that I think of it. And I leave it to the reader to choose what "one thing" to focus on and take away.<br><br>That first poem is a real grower.okei jamintoohttp://jamintoo.multiply.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466669636390432992.post-42801277302600308352010-05-09T23:57:48.000+01:002010-05-09T23:57:48.000+01:00Oh each a beauty and worthy of a separate blog for...Oh each a beauty and worthy of a separate blog for reflection and you finished with my favorite book, methinks, overall...and speak of reason and passion. Beautiful Okei. Honor Brighthttp://honorbright24.multiply.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466669636390432992.post-82647904210662066292010-05-09T11:41:53.000+01:002010-05-09T11:41:53.000+01:00On Reason and Passion (Kahlil Gibran) Your sou...<b>On Reason and Passion</b> (Kahlil Gibran)<br><br> Your soul is oftentimes a battlefield, upon which your reason and your judgment wage war against your passion and your appetite.<br> Would that I could be the peacemaker in your soul, that I might turn the discord and the rivalry of your elements into oneness and melody.<br> But how shall I, unless you yourselves be also the peacemakers, nay, the lovers of all your elements?<br><br> Your reason and your passion are the rudder and the sails of your seafaring soul. If either your sails or your rudder be broken, you can but toss and drift, or else be held at a standstill in mid-seas.<br> For reason, ruling alone, is a force confining; and passion, unattended, is a flame that burns to its own destruction.<br> Therefore let your soul exalt your reason to the height of passion, that it may sing;<br> And let it direct your passion with reason, that your passion may live through its own daily resurrection, and like the phoenix rise above its own ashes.<br><br> I would have you consider your judgment and your appetite even as you would two loved guests in your house.<br> Surely you would not honour one guest above the other; for he who is more mindful of one loses the love and the faith of both.<br><br> Among the hills, when you sit in the cool shade of the white poplars, sharing the peace and serenity of distant fields and meadows -- then let your heart say in silence, "God rests in reason."<br> And when the storm comes, and the mighty wind shakes the forest, and thunder and lightning proclaim the majesty of the sky -- then let your heart say in awe, "God moves in passion."<br> And since you are a breath in God's sphere, and a leaf in God's forest, you too should rest in reason and move in passion.okei jamintoohttp://jamintoo.multiply.comnoreply@blogger.com