Bright Cecilia

Hi brightcecilia,
how are you, my friend? I would you glad to introduce my new work - a Bohemian capriccio. You can find it there: http://www.soundclick.com/bands/page_songInfo.cfm?bandID=850495&songID=8132687  Have a nice weekend!  Jiri

Your friendship is deeply appreciated . . . thank you!

.. hello, have a nice day,
..and a great summer time. enjoy it
peace, from Greece.

Thank you and hello from America.

when your life seems dark,
Just remember this law:
Light always conquers darkness!
Soon the darkness will withdraw,
And your heart will become bright,
As it is filled with the light.
Sing the song of your soul.
Let it soar on the wings of your spirit.
Live the tune of your love so loud all
Rejoice and be ever grateful
for the days of your journey on earth.
Stand and shine in the light of who you are,
Hoping that your day will be blessed
Have a great weekend dear Friend .
Peace Love and Light
~Alleb~

Regards on the morning, Cecilia
are sending you
the 2
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Projekt Abendland

NEW: SCHLEUSOLZ album "Running out of time" is out now


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hey cheers for accepting our add hope you like the tunes =) xxx

A Woman's Shortcomings
She has laughed as softly as if she sighed,
She has counted six, and over,
Of a purse well filled, and a heart well tried -
Oh, each a worthy lover!
They "give her time"; for her soul must slip
Where the world has set the grooving;
She will lie to none with her fair red lip:
But love seeks truer loving.
She trembles her fan in a sweetness dumb,
As her thoughts were beyond recalling;
With a glance for one, and a glance for some,
From her eyelids rising and falling;
Speaks common words with a blushful air,
Hears bold words, unreproving;
But her silence says - what she never will swear -
And love seeks better loving.
Go, lady! lean to the night-guitar,
And drop a smile to the bringer;
Then smile as sweetly, when he is far,
At the voice of an in-door singer.
Bask tenderly beneath tender eyes;
Glance lightly, on their removing;
And join new vows to old perjuries -
But dare not call it loving!
Unless you can think, when the song is done,
No other is soft in the rhythm;
Unless you can feel, when left by One,
That all men else go with him;
Unless you can know, when unpraised by his breath,
That your beauty itself wants proving;
Unless you can swear "For life, for death!" -
Oh, fear to call it loving!
Unless you can muse in a crowd all day
On the absent face that fixed you;
Unless you can love, as the angels may,
With the breadth of heaven betwixt you;
Unless you can dream that his faith is fast,
Through behoving and unbehoving;
Unless you can die when the dream is past -
Oh, never call it loving!

Elizabeth Barrett Browning



Have a lovely weekend my sweet friend! Kisses! Chele