Showing posts with label ceremony readings. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ceremony readings. Show all posts

Sunday, March 20

sunday simplicity


"Two are better than one, because they have a good return for their labor:
If either of them falls down, one can help the other up.
But pity anyone who falls and has no one to help them up.
Also, if two lie down together, they will keep warm. But how can one keep warm alone?
Though one may be overpowered, two can defend themselves.
A cord of three strands is not quickly broken."

- Ecclesiastes 4:9-12

Sunday, August 16

sunday simplicity.


Place me like a seal over your heart, like a seal on your arm;
for love is as strong as death, its jealousy unyielding as the grave.
It burns like blazing fire, like a mighty flame.
Many waters cannot quench love; rivers cannot sweep it away.
If one were to give all the wealth of one’s house for love,
it would be utterly scorned.

- Song of Songs 8:6-7

Sunday, November 16

sunday simplicity: the binding...


“We are all a volume on a shelf of a library, a story unto ourselves, never possibly described with one word or even very accurately with thousands. A person is never as quiet or unrestrained as they seem, or as bad or good, as vulnerable or as strong, as sweet or as fiesty; we are thickly layered, page upon lying page, behind simple covers. And love - it is not the book itself, but the binding. It can rip us apart or hold us together.” ― Deb Caletti

Sunday, August 31

sunday simplicity.


"Not from the past you’ll come, but from that deep
Where beauty murmurs to the soul asleep:   
And I shall know the sense of life re-born   
From dreams into the mystery of morn   
Where gloom and brightness meet. And standing there   
Till that calm song is done, at last we’ll share
The league-spread, quiring symphonies that are   
Joy in the world, and peace, and dawn’s one star."
- from "Idyll" by Siegfried Sassoon

Sunday, July 27

Sunday, June 22

sunday simplicity


"In the grey summer garden I shall find you   
With day-break and the morning hills behind you.   
There will be rain-wet roses; stir of wings;   
And down the wood a thrush that wakes and sings."

- from "Idyll" by Siegfried Sassoon

Sunday, August 25

sunday simplicity: in the deep heart


Nought I could give today
Would half compare
With the long-treasured riches that somewhere
In the deep heart are stored–


Cloud and the moon and mist and the whole hoard
Of frail, blue-bubbling stars,
And the cool blessing,
Like moth or wind caressing,
Of the fair, fresh rain-dipped flowers;
And all the spells of the sea, and the new green
Of moss and fern and bracken
Before their youth is stricken;
The thought of the trees at eventide, the hush
In the dark corn at morning,
And the wish
In your own heart still but dawning–


All of these,

A soft weight on your hands,
I would give now;
And lastly myself made clean
And white as the wave-washed sand,
If I knew how.

- R S Thomas

Sunday, August 11

sunday simplicity: her life would change


"Years later they find themselves talking
about chances, moments when their lives
might have swerved off
for the smallest reason.



What if
I hadn’t phoned, he says, that morning?
What if you’d been out,
as you were when I tried three times
the night before?



Then she tells him a secret.
She’d been there all evening, and she knew
he was the one calling, which was why
she hadn’t answered.



Because she felt-
because she was certain-her life would change
if she picked up the phone, said hello,
said, I was just thinking
of you.



I was afraid,
she tells him. And in the morning
I also knew it was you, but I just
answered the phone
the way anyone
answers a phone when it starts to ring,
not thinking you have a choice."

- "Marriage" by Lawrence Raab

Sunday, June 23

sunday simplicity #125: i like you.


I like you and I know why.
I like you because you are a good person to like.
I like you because when I tell you something special, you know it’s special
And you remember it a long, long time.
You say, “Remember when you told me something special?”
And both of us remember.

- from “I Like You” by Sandol Stoddard Warburg

Sunday, June 2

sunday simplicity #122: live in your love


I would live in your love as the sea-grasses live in the sea,
Borne up by each wave as it passes, drawn down by each wave that recedes;
I would empty my soul of the dreams that have gathered in me,
I would beat with your heart as it beats, I would follow your soul as it leads.

- Sara Teasdale

Sunday, May 5

sunday simplicity #119: viva sweet love


“sweet spring is your
time is my time is our
time for springtime is lovetime
and viva sweet love


(all the merry little birds are
flying in the floating in the
very spirits singing in
are winging in the blossoming)

lovers go and lovers come
awandering awondering
but any two are perfectly
alone there's nobody else alive

Sunday, April 28

sunday simplicity #118: rain falling on the sunshine



“Is the spring coming?" he said. "What is it like?"...
"It is the sun shining on the rain and the rain falling on the sunshine...” 
― Frances Hodgson Burnett, The Secret Garden

Sunday, April 7

sunday simplicity #115: if thou must love me...


If thou must love me, let it be for nought   
Except for love's sake only. Do not say,   
"I love her for her smile—her look—her way   
Of speaking gently,—for a trick of thought   
That falls in well with mine, and certes brought 
A sense of pleasant ease on such a day"—   



For these things in themselves, Belovèd, may   
Be changed, or change for thee—and love, so wrought,   
May be unwrought so. Neither love me for   
Thine own dear pity's wiping my cheeks dry: 
A creature might forget to weep, who bore   
Thy comfort long, and lose thy love thereby!  



But love me for love's sake, that evermore   
Thou mayst love on, through love's eternity.
- Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Sunday, January 13

sunday simplicity #103: wild light


If the wild light of this January day is true
I pledge me to be truthful unto you
Whom I cannot ever stop remembering.

- From "A Blessing in Disguise" by John Ashbery

Sunday, December 2

sunday simplicity #97 - love and friendship


Love is like the wild rose-briar,
Friendship like the holly-tree --
The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms
But which will bloom most constantly?

The wild rose-briar is sweet in spring,
Its summer blossoms scent the air;
Yet wait till winter comes again
And who will call the wild-briar fair?

Then scorn the silly rose-wreath now
And deck thee with the holly's sheen,
That when December blights thy brow
He still may leave thy garland green.

- Emily Bronte

Sunday, November 4

Sunday, October 14

sunday simplicity #90: give all to love

Emily Horton Photography via The Lovely Find

"Give all to love;
Obey thy heart;
Friends, kindred, days,
Estate, good-fame,
Plans, credit, and the Muse, --
Nothing refuse."

- Ralph Waldo Emerson