ROMANCE
The Owl and the
Pussy-cat went to sea
In a beautiful pea green boat,
They took some honey, and plenty of money,
Wrapped up in a five pound note.
The Owl looked up to the stars above,
And sang to a small guitar,
'O lovely Pussy! O Pussy my love,
What a beautiful Pussy you are,
You are,
You are!
What a beautiful Pussy you are!'
Pussy said to the Owl,
'You elegant fowl!
How charmingly sweet you sing!
O let us be married! too long we have tarried:
But what shall we do for a ring?'
They sailed away, for a year and a day,
To the land where the Bong-tree grows
And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood
With a ring at the end of his nose,
His nose,
His nose,
With a ring at the end of his nose.
'Dear pig, are you
willing to sell for one shilling
Your ring?' Said the Piggy, 'I will.'
So they took it away, and were married next day
By the Turkey who lives on the hill.
They dined on mince, and slices of quince,
Which they ate with a runcible spoon;
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand,
They danced by the light of the moon,
The moon,
The moon,
They danced by the light of the moon.
~Kiss The Wind
~
By
T.W. Martindale
Sagwu Usdi
1998
Perception is a
wonderful thing…
So unfortunate are we to be caught in a web of loneliness.
Struggling in this uncaring snare, we yearn for a loving heart to call our own.
Speak into the wind for it will carry our cries to the right ears.
Is there an escape?
Perhaps, yes…If only in the recesses of our minds.
Wait and listen…Hear the one searching for you.
Reach out with your soul and touch another to embrace it ever so close.
Restless, empty
hearts… Stand still!
Listen to the sounds of silence as the wind softly kisses your skin.
Reach out…Eyes closed…To touch another just like you.
They too need one to trust…To share themselves…Not wanting to be alone.
Love is like the
wind with many ways to go and so many stories yet to tell.
Speak…Then listen…Someone is waiting to hear and answer your pleas.
Open your arms to welcome the one calling for you.
Like a kiss in the wind, their feelings are there…Carried by and through the
wind.
Answer the heart that is YOUR
heart…
They too are alone and have need of someone they can trust with their love.
Reach out…Hear and FEEL them speaking to you!
Softly, yet so loudly…Hear the voice say, "Just kiss the wind…For I AM
HERE."
Text © 1998 T. W. Martindale. E-mail: jhbelieu@earthlink.net
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