He stalked my nightsHe found me in daylightHe haunted my dreamsHe caused my screamsHe made my tearsHe's followed me for all my yearsHe breaks my soulHe makes me wholeI don't know who I'd be without himSo I've decided to make this hymnBut he isn't for me aloneHe finds everyone at homeAt one point or another you will meet himBut everyday I greet himYou see he stalks and waitsAnd he comes when your on break
I'm danceing to the moonlightAs it drips from the skyMy body it echos with soundThe stars respond to my desperate callReaching out their lightWith each heart beat that poundsCan't you see it's beautyI begin to spinFaster my steps resoundMy dance becomes a frenzied numberMy feet beat to the soundCan't you hear the forests callCan't you hear the wispers sweetBegging me to danceCan't you hear the frenzied callsBegging me to sing
Growth of Man -- like Growth of Nature --Gravitates within --Atmosphere, and Sun endorse it --Bit it stir -- alone --Each -- its difficult IdealMust achieve -- Itself --Through the solitary prowessOf a Silent Life --Effort -- is the sole condition --Patience of Itself --Patience of opposing forces --And intact Belief --Looking on -- is the DepartmentOf its Audience --But Transaction -- is assisted
The daughters of Mne Seraphim led round their sunny flocks,All but the youngest: she in paleness sought the secret air.To fade away like morning beauty from her mortal day:Down by the river of Adona her soft voice is heard;And thus her gentle lamentation falls like morning dew.O life of this our spring! why fades the lotus of the water?Why fade these children of the spring? born but to smile & fall.Ah! Thel is like a watry bow, and like a parting cloud,Like a reflection in a glass: like shadows in the waterLike dreams of infants, like a smile upon an infants face.Like the doves voice, like transient day, like music in the air:Ah! gentle may I lay me down and gentle rest my head.