Journey Quotes
Journey
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Journey Quotes
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“Easter Contemplations
It does not concern me
If this life is all I have.
I do not need a resurrection
Or reincarnation
Or to live with the gods.
It is enough to live
With you here
In the days of your presence.
When my breathes
Are complete,
Lay me by your side
In the dust.
As in life, so in death.
Let us become one
With each other again.”
― Journey
It does not concern me
If this life is all I have.
I do not need a resurrection
Or reincarnation
Or to live with the gods.
It is enough to live
With you here
In the days of your presence.
When my breathes
Are complete,
Lay me by your side
In the dust.
As in life, so in death.
Let us become one
With each other again.”
― Journey
“I once took all my journals
from 3 years and burned them
in a fire. Alone,
watching the past disintegrate
reminded me of life and time. The present
is all I had. Time slowly burning
away each moment.”
― Journey
from 3 years and burned them
in a fire. Alone,
watching the past disintegrate
reminded me of life and time. The present
is all I had. Time slowly burning
away each moment.”
― Journey
“Morning Meditation
I used to rise early in meditation,
As the ancient saints and mystics,
Looking for peace, bliss, and ecstasy.
Now I awake as the sun rises.
I lie beside her,
Her head and the tops of her shoulders
Revealed from the top of the covers
Where we lay. Her face shines,
As the sun rolls through the bedroom
Curtains and leave her with a mandorla
As if she were the subject of iconography.
I lay in silence as I meditate on the artistry
Of freckles that are perfectly dotted
On her face and shoulders.
I venerate the delicate curvature
Of her lips and nose. Her eyes closed,
Veiled by a composition of lashes
That shroud the green mystery underneath.
As her hair lays dark and graceful
Across the pillows in front of me,
I lay in adoration,
and know there are none like her.
Moses was not even shown God's face,
Yet she has done me one better.”
― Journey
I used to rise early in meditation,
As the ancient saints and mystics,
Looking for peace, bliss, and ecstasy.
Now I awake as the sun rises.
I lie beside her,
Her head and the tops of her shoulders
Revealed from the top of the covers
Where we lay. Her face shines,
As the sun rolls through the bedroom
Curtains and leave her with a mandorla
As if she were the subject of iconography.
I lay in silence as I meditate on the artistry
Of freckles that are perfectly dotted
On her face and shoulders.
I venerate the delicate curvature
Of her lips and nose. Her eyes closed,
Veiled by a composition of lashes
That shroud the green mystery underneath.
As her hair lays dark and graceful
Across the pillows in front of me,
I lay in adoration,
and know there are none like her.
Moses was not even shown God's face,
Yet she has done me one better.”
― Journey
“Be present to the people in front
of you from moment to moment.
Electronics and technology have a
way of clouding our vision for the people
sitting next to us. Uncloud your life, look around.
Be present.”
― Journey
of you from moment to moment.
Electronics and technology have a
way of clouding our vision for the people
sitting next to us. Uncloud your life, look around.
Be present.”
― Journey
“...our imagination, like stars,
Hint at something in the distance.
I don't know where we will be
But we will light up the darkness together,
When our imagination and the present
Become one.”
― Journey
Hint at something in the distance.
I don't know where we will be
But we will light up the darkness together,
When our imagination and the present
Become one.”
― Journey
“Unnoticed
There's a winter wren in Alaska
No man has laid eyes on her beauty
She sings in the spruce pine where she lives
No man has heard her song
She flies down to gather a twig for her home
No man has built her a house
She comes upon a bite to eat
A worm has a misfortunate morning
No man has thrown seed for her food
Overhead clouds cast a shadow in the dawn
She returns home
No man has noticed”
― Journey
There's a winter wren in Alaska
No man has laid eyes on her beauty
She sings in the spruce pine where she lives
No man has heard her song
She flies down to gather a twig for her home
No man has built her a house
She comes upon a bite to eat
A worm has a misfortunate morning
No man has thrown seed for her food
Overhead clouds cast a shadow in the dawn
She returns home
No man has noticed”
― Journey
“Here with Her
When we are on the verge of Spring
I await the blooming of flowers
And wonder who needs to leave this place
To find heaven. I bring flowers to her,
For no reason and for every reason,
And put them in a vase so she knows
that I have found heaven here with her.”
― Journey
When we are on the verge of Spring
I await the blooming of flowers
And wonder who needs to leave this place
To find heaven. I bring flowers to her,
For no reason and for every reason,
And put them in a vase so she knows
that I have found heaven here with her.”
― Journey
“She tells stories of working beside
her father, cleaning out fence rows
with his sling blade and hoe. Her stories
help me to see, as we work together,
that history is being made as it gets told.
Passed on as it passes by.”
― Journey
her father, cleaning out fence rows
with his sling blade and hoe. Her stories
help me to see, as we work together,
that history is being made as it gets told.
Passed on as it passes by.”
― Journey
