Thought for today:
"Dry not my tear ducts with memories of permanent regret, but instead give me a well of hope to sup from once more. Give me the strength to risk love and loss again, for without the prospect of ever finding my soul mate I will wither and die in a crowd of isolated sadness. When the time is ripe, let me love again as I first loved. Fill my mind with images of good times past when my love was rooted deep and sustained my dreams upon clouds of eternal hope. Open my heart and mind to all new possibilities and guide cupid's arrow of desire to its centre.
And should fate shower me with the constant love of another yet again, on this occasion please provide me with caution. Let me take care of my thoughts when I'm alone and watch my words when I'm with people. Make not the desires of my heart like a twisted corkscrew that jealously binds itself so closely to its purpose, lest any freedom of movement in bottled-neck moments of narrow outlets ensures but one of two outcomes; either fracture or fulfilment of its corked dreams.
Whatever you do to your true love, with your true love and for your true love, do it with whomesome purpose and unquestionable intent, for action alone can never stand in isolation of its meaning. Far better to mean well and do wrong than to will wrong and produce goodness in consequence. As the poet T.S. Ellis once wrote in his play, 'Murder in the Cathedral' which dealt with the martyrdom of Saint Thomas Beckett, ' The greatest treason is to do the right deed for the wrong reason!' " William Forde: February 12th, 2014.
"Dry not my tear ducts with memories of permanent regret, but instead give me a well of hope to sup from once more. Give me the strength to risk love and loss again, for without the prospect of ever finding my soul mate I will wither and die in a crowd of isolated sadness. When the time is ripe, let me love again as I first loved. Fill my mind with images of good times past when my love was rooted deep and sustained my dreams upon clouds of eternal hope. Open my heart and mind to all new possibilities and guide cupid's arrow of desire to its centre.
And should fate shower me with the constant love of another yet again, on this occasion please provide me with caution. Let me take care of my thoughts when I'm alone and watch my words when I'm with people. Make not the desires of my heart like a twisted corkscrew that jealously binds itself so closely to its purpose, lest any freedom of movement in bottled-neck moments of narrow outlets ensures but one of two outcomes; either fracture or fulfilment of its corked dreams.
Whatever you do to your true love, with your true love and for your true love, do it with whomesome purpose and unquestionable intent, for action alone can never stand in isolation of its meaning. Far better to mean well and do wrong than to will wrong and produce goodness in consequence. As the poet T.S. Ellis once wrote in his play, 'Murder in the Cathedral' which dealt with the martyrdom of Saint Thomas Beckett, ' The greatest treason is to do the right deed for the wrong reason!' " William Forde: February 12th, 2014.
