Thursday, July 14, 2016

A Rainy Night In Georgia

by Virginia Earl

 

Maybe all I need for one night is…
A Rainy Night In Georgia

To feel you’re near
To feel you care
To feel each breath you take

To think of all the things I would say
But never do
To hear your voice
To hold your hand

To look into your eyes
To listen to unspoken words

Maybe all I need for one night is…
A Rainy Night In Georgia
And you






Thursday, May 28, 2015

Writing Within My Heart...: Only One Wish…by Virginia EarlAs the ...

Writing Within My Heart...: Only One Wish…
by Virginia Earl











As the ...
: Only One Wish … by Virginia Earl As the sun sets and rises, I think of you... As the moon lingers, I thin...
Only One Wish

by Virginia Earl












As the sun sets and rises, I think of you...
As the moon lingers, I think of you...

As the glow of each star shadows the moon, I think of you

As the moon kisses serene, trickling waters, I think of you...

As the song of each ocean wave comes and goes in sync with each breath I take, I think of you...

As the brightest star lingers nearby, I think of you...

As the silence of nightfall succumbs all around me, I think of you...

As I look above, I close my eyes and make a wish with each smiling tear my dear... I think of you...

Thursday, April 30, 2015

Unraveled
by Virginia Earl

Within the corners of her heart
The mysteries
Of her soul
Lie hidden safely
Waiting to be unraveled

Sunday, January 11, 2015

Writing Within My Heart...: After a while, you learnbyJorge Luis Borges





After a while, you learn the subtle difference
Between holding a hand and chaining a soul,
And you learn that love doesn't mean leaning
And company doesn't mean security,
And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts
And presents aren't promises,
And you begin to accept your defeats
With your head up and your eyes open
With the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child,
And you learn to build all your roads on today
Because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans.
And futures have a way of falling down in midflight.
After a while, you learn
That even sunshine burns if you get too much.
So you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul,
Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you really can endure . . .
That you really are strong.
And you really do have worth.
And you learn and learn . . .
With every goodbye, you learn.


SPANISH VERSION

Con el tiempo te das cuenta
por Jorge Luis Borges

“Después de un tiempo, uno aprende la sutil diferencia
entre sostener una mano y encadenar un alma.
Y uno aprende que el amor no significa acostarse,
y que una compañía no significa seguridad,
y uno empieza a aprender…

Que los besos no son contratos y los regalos no son promesas,
y uno empieza a aceptar sus derrotas con la cabeza alta
y los ojos abiertos,
y uno aprende a construir todos sus caminos en el hoy,
porque el terreno de mañana es demasiado inseguro para planes…
y los futuros tienen su forma de caerse por la mitad.

Y uno aprende que si es demasiado
hasta el calor del sol puede quemar.
Así que uno planta su propio jardín y decora su propia alma,
en lugar de que alguien le traiga flores.

Y uno aprende que realmente puede aguantar,
que uno es realmente fuerte,
que uno realmente vale,
y uno aprende y aprende… y así cada día.

Con el tiempo aprendes que estar con alguien
porque te ofrece un buen futuro,
significa que tarde o temprano querrás volver a tu pasado.

Con el tiempo comprendes que sólo quien es capaz
de amarte con tus defectos y sin pretender cambiarte
puede brindarte toda la felicidad.

Con el tiempo aprendes que si estás con una persona
sólo por acompañar tu soledad,
irremediablemente acabarás no deseando volver a verla.

Con el tiempo aprendes que los verdaderos amigos son contados
y quien no lucha por ellos, tarde o temprano,
se verá rodeado sólo de falsas amistades.

Con el tiempo aprendes que las palabras dichas en momentos de ira
siguen hiriendo durante toda la vida.

Con el tiempo aprendes que disculpar cualquiera lo hace,
pero perdonar es atributo sólo de almas grandes.

Con el tiempo comprendes que si has herido a un amigo duramente es muy probable que la amistad nunca sea igual.

Con el tiempo te das cuenta que aún siendo feliz con tus amigos,
lloras por aquellos que dejaste ir.

Con el tiempo te das cuenta de que cada experiencia vivida,
con cada persona, es irrepetible.

Con el tiempo te das cuenta que el que humilla
o desprecia a un ser humano, tarde o temprano
sufrirá multiplicadas las mismas humillaciones o desprecios.

Con el tiempo aprendes a construir todos tus caminos en el hoy,
porque el sendero del mañana no existe.

Con el tiempo comprendes que apresurar las cosas y forzarlas a que pasen ocasiona que al final no sean como esperabas.

Con el tiempo te das cuenta de que en realidad lo mejor no era el futuro,
sino el momento que estabas viviendo justo en ese instante.

Con el tiempo verás que aunque seas feliz con los que están a tu lado,
añorarás a los que se marcharon.

Con el tiempo aprenderás a perdonar o pedir perdón,
decir que amas, decir que extrañas, decir que necesitas,
decir que quieres ser amigo, pues ante una tumba, ya no tiene sentido.


Pero desafortunadamente, sólo con el tiempo…

Saturday, January 3, 2015

Writing Within My Heart...: El tren de la vida / The Train of Life- Author Unk...

Writing Within My Heart...: El tren de la vida / The Train of Life- Author Unk...: El tren de la vida / The Train of Life - Author Unknown - I thank my sister for sharing this video and beautiful poem and I hope they...
El tren de la vida / The Train of Life
- Author Unknown -


I dedicate this post to my sister and I thank her for sharing this beautiful video and poem.
 I hope they too will touch your heart as they have touched mine.


To view the Spanish video version of this poem,  
you may have to select "Watch on Youtube" as it appears on the screen.





Life is like a journey on a train… with its stations…with
changes of routes… and with accidents!

At birth we boarded the train and met our parents, and we
believe they will always travel on our side. However, at some station our parents will step down from the train, leaving us on this journey alone.

As time goes by, other people will board the train; and theywill be significant, i.e. our siblings, friends, children, and even the love of your life. Many will step down and leave a permanent vacuum. Others will go so unnoticed that we don't realize they vacated their seats.

This train ride will be full of joy, sorrow, fantasy,
expectations, hellos, goodbyes, and farewells. Success consists of having a good relationship with all passengers requiring that we give the best of ourselves.

The mystery to everyone is: We do not know at which station we ourselves will step down. So, we must live in the best way, love, forgive, and offer the best of who we are. It is important to do this because when the time comes for us to step down and leave our seat empty we should leave behind beautiful memories for those who will continue to travel on the train of life.


I wish you a joyful journey on the train of life. Reap success and give lots of love. More importantly, thank God for the journey. Lastly, I thank you for being one of the passengers on my train.