Rivers Of Love

The ocean from which my rivers of love are flowing
is the endless depth of my soul, pure and glowing.
My heart receives this flood of emotion
and beats faster with blissful elation.

I feel myself being overwhelmed with love so graceful
that my mind becomes a blank horizon, very peaceful.
I can’t see nor hear anything other than your presence,
which is all I desire, your beautiful essence.

A timeless sense of joy envelopes my heart,
because this is what I really wanted from the start.
This love I feel is all for you, my dear.
You are all that I always hoped for, that is clear.

I now let the rivers of love flow out in the open,
so, the whole world can see my love for you, my heave

Save The Best For Last

 

“Save The Best For Last”

Sometimes the snow comes down in June
Sometimes the sun goes round the moon
I see the passion in your eyes
Sometimes it’s all a big surprise

‘Cause there was a time when all I did was wish
You’d tell me this was love
It’s not the way I hoped or how I planned
But somehow it’s enough

And now we’re standing face-to-face
Isn’t this world a crazy place?
Just when I thought our chance had passed
You go and save the best for last

All of the nights you came to me
When some silly girl had set you free
You wondered how you’d make it through
I wondered what was wrong with you

‘Cause how could you give your love to someone else
And share your dreams with me
Sometimes the very thing you’re looking for
Is the one thing you can’t see

But now we’re standing face-to-face
Isn’t this world a crazy place?
Just when I thought our chance had passed
You go and save the best for last

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Sometimes the very thing you’re looking for
Is the one thing you can’t see

Sometimes the snow comes down in June
Sometimes the sun goes round the moon
Just when I thought our chance had passed
You go and save the best for last

You went and saved the best for last
Yeah…

 

You Taught Me Waiting With Myself

 By Mihran Kalaydjian, CHA Marketing/Media Writer, Strategist and Consultant

 

You Taught Me Waiting With Myself

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You taught me Waiting with Myself—
Appointment strictly kept—
You taught me fortitude of Fate—
This—also—I have learnt—

An Altitude of Death, that could
No bitterer debar
Than Life—had done—before it—
Yet—there is a Science more—

The Heaven you know—to understand
That you be not ashamed
Of Me—in Christ’s bright Audience
Upon the further Hand—