God & Nature...Do Nothing In Vain(Post 1, Comment 1)
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Clovelly harbour in North Devon, UK. The tide is out, it is a misty, dark and humid day. Waiting for the sun to shine in vain!
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Spittal beach in Northumberland has some wonderfully patterned rock formations which lend themselves nicely to a bit of abstract art
Very sadly many years ago my Great grandfather was washed up on these shores, after losing his life in the Eyemouth fishing disaster on October 14th 1881
It was known as Black Friday, the UK's worst ever fishing disaster.
189 men lost their lives, including my Great grandfather, his son, his brother and two of his wife's brothers. Eyemouth alone lost 129 menfolk and many of their families had watched on in vain, as the boats had tried desperately to return to harbour
They had put to sea that day as money was short and they needed to pay the tithe demanded by the Church of Scotland. Twenty six boats in total were engulfed by the storm that arose that day. A storm of extraordinary violence
There was an occasional miraculous story, when days later a boat limped into harbour, having beaten the storm but left those onboard traumatised
The Eyemouth museum has a tapestry, depicting the scene, with details of all those lost.
Best to be viewed in large size format.
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From the very first time I rest my eyes on you, boy
My heart said follow through but I know now
That I'm way down on your line
But the waiting feeling's fine
So don't treat me like a puppet on a string
Because I know how to do my thing
Don't talk to me as if you think I'm dumb
I want to know when you're gotta come, you see
I don't want to wait in a vain for your love
I don't want to wait in a vain for your love
I don't want to wait in a vain for your love
Cause summer is here
And I'm still waiting there
Winter is here
I'm still waiting there
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although she heard my song
it didn't really reach her;
something didn't allow it to happen,
as if Shakespeare was wrong in saying
"when words fail music speaks".
something greater is in waiting
which justifies all seeming sadness
and lovelessness ...
and this greater, in this you can trust
will carry all happiness, all bliss, all peace and love.
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When you knock on my door, I will open it. And invite you in.
Offer you a chair. We'll sit down at the table.
Look at each other. There is so much I want to ask you.
Instead I'll listen to your slow words.
You're right, it's all in vain.
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“Let no one who loves be called altogether unhappy. Even love unreturned has its rainbow.”
― J.M. Barrie, The Little Minister
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The Closest Thing To Crazy by Katie Melua
There you are; so distantly; hidden behind the blossom where lovers meet;
standing so pensively on castle stones trodden smooth
by the endless march of time and soldier's feet.
There you dream so deeply; scented flowers wafting by, in clouds of white,
falling gently to the ground, like angel feathers float down from the skies at night.
I look to you in vain hope you will see how much your story means to me,
but we are parted by nine hundred years and a thousand deep seated memories;
through layered time and misty veils of weathered treasures,
I seek the truth of all that went before and ancient pleasures.
My romantic heart has travelled through the morning haze,
to find you here and follow quietly the direction of your silent gaze.
I wonder if you will ever look my way or brighten up my darkest day.
I trace your steps across the lawn and make my way; to await the dawn.
I'm surer than I've ever been that lost in time; a change of scene,
our love that once traversed the universe was never just a dream.
In my pocket I carry with me the musty yellowed remnants of what you wrote;
imprinted on my mind and soaked by tears I shed and filled with hope.
Is it possible to transcend the sands of time and love at last will find a home
within a heart where sorrow lived so long that love was left no room …
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Habré de levantar la vasta vida
que aún ahora es tu espejo:
cada mañana habré de reconstruirla.
Desde que te alejaste,
cuántos lugares se han tornado vanos
y sin sentido, iguales
a luces en el día.
Tardes que fueron nicho de tu imagen,
músicas en que siempre me aguardabas,
palabras de aquel tiempo,
yo tendré que quebrarlas con mis manos.
¿En qué hondonada esconderé mi alma
para que no vea tu ausencia
que como un sol terrible, sin ocaso,
brilla definitiva y despiadada?
Tu ausencia me rodea
como la cuerda a la garganta,
el mar al que se hunde.
Jorge Luis Borges♥
I will have to raise up the vast life
that still now you are mirror:
Each morning I will have to reconstruct it.
From the moment that you distanced yourself,
how many places have been rendered vain and
devoid of meaning, kindred
to lights in the day.
Evenings that were the niche of your image,
songs in which you always guarded me,
words of that time,
I'll have to smash them with my hands.
In what hollow shall I hide my soul
so that your absence remains unseen
that like a terrible Sun, without sunset,
shines definitively and ruthlessly?
Your absence surrounds me
like a string round my throat,
the sea to which it sinks.