<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19536743</id><updated>2012-02-16T08:12:53.465-11:00</updated><title type='text'>For better or for...Verse</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urimnthummim.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19536743/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urimnthummim.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ulrica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525082547729257530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JatkMlQPOHg/TWEvP0cVO4I/AAAAAAAAAgs/JYAqSI68gvo/s220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19536743.post-4938004098766105493</id><published>2010-03-19T19:59:00.003-11:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T20:07:48.884-11:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk through this world with me...</title><content type='html'>Walk through this world with me,&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever let go.&lt;br /&gt;Stay by my side each day,&lt;br /&gt;Show me how to love you, more and more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk through this world with me,&lt;br /&gt;Be my God, my teacher, and more.&lt;br /&gt;Inspire me to be a better person,&lt;br /&gt;Help me to learn and grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk though this world with me,&lt;br /&gt;Show me how to serve.&lt;br /&gt;Bend my heart to be humble,&lt;br /&gt;Teach me patience, kindness and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk though this world with me,&lt;br /&gt;Till my end draws near.&lt;br /&gt;Then, call me Father to you rest.&lt;br /&gt;For I am your child, your child so dear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19536743-4938004098766105493?l=urimnthummim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urimnthummim.blogspot.com/feeds/4938004098766105493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19536743&amp;postID=4938004098766105493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19536743/posts/default/4938004098766105493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19536743/posts/default/4938004098766105493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urimnthummim.blogspot.com/2010/03/walk-through-this-world-with-me.html' title='Walk through this world with me...'/><author><name>Ulrica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525082547729257530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JatkMlQPOHg/TWEvP0cVO4I/AAAAAAAAAgs/JYAqSI68gvo/s220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19536743.post-6533524317161404680</id><published>2009-08-08T07:48:00.001-11:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T07:48:48.052-11:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A dream forever. &lt;br /&gt;A secret wish. &lt;br /&gt;A repeating thought. &lt;br /&gt;A persistent issue. &lt;br /&gt;A contrast of views. &lt;br /&gt;A troubling topic. &lt;br /&gt;A continuing saga.&lt;br /&gt;A need for decision.&lt;br /&gt;A time for discussion. &lt;br /&gt;A surge of emotions.&lt;br /&gt;A raise of voices.&lt;br /&gt;An outburst of resentment.&lt;br /&gt;A scene of drama.&lt;br /&gt;A break of hearts.&lt;br /&gt;A crash of dreams.&lt;br /&gt;A loss of words.&lt;br /&gt;An absence of thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;A cry for peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19536743-6533524317161404680?l=urimnthummim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urimnthummim.blogspot.com/feeds/6533524317161404680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19536743&amp;postID=6533524317161404680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19536743/posts/default/6533524317161404680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19536743/posts/default/6533524317161404680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urimnthummim.blogspot.com/2009/08/peace.html' title='Peace'/><author><name>Ulrica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525082547729257530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JatkMlQPOHg/TWEvP0cVO4I/AAAAAAAAAgs/JYAqSI68gvo/s220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19536743.post-3376426328955121357</id><published>2008-06-25T13:02:00.004-11:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T13:08:13.224-11:00</updated><title type='text'>Death, thou art such mystery</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Death, thou art such mystery&lt;br /&gt;Thou maketh every Man history.&lt;br /&gt;Thou knocketh at my door&lt;br /&gt;At an hour I do not know.&lt;br /&gt;Thou sendeth me to a deep sleep&lt;br /&gt;And leave my people to mourn and weep.&lt;br /&gt;Thou cometh and bringeth everything to an end...&lt;br /&gt;Art thou my enemy? Or art thou my friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19536743-3376426328955121357?l=urimnthummim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urimnthummim.blogspot.com/feeds/3376426328955121357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19536743&amp;postID=3376426328955121357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19536743/posts/default/3376426328955121357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19536743/posts/default/3376426328955121357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urimnthummim.blogspot.com/2008/06/death-thou-art-such-mystery.html' title='Death, thou art such mystery'/><author><name>Ulrica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525082547729257530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JatkMlQPOHg/TWEvP0cVO4I/AAAAAAAAAgs/JYAqSI68gvo/s220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19536743.post-2139518880874979256</id><published>2008-05-23T22:06:00.002-11:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T22:09:08.131-11:00</updated><title type='text'>The time is now...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You heard the call. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You had the dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You saw the vision. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You can feel it within you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The time to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ACT&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOW&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19536743-2139518880874979256?l=urimnthummim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urimnthummim.blogspot.com/feeds/2139518880874979256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19536743&amp;postID=2139518880874979256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19536743/posts/default/2139518880874979256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19536743/posts/default/2139518880874979256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urimnthummim.blogspot.com/2008/05/time-is-now.html' title='The time is now...'/><author><name>Ulrica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525082547729257530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JatkMlQPOHg/TWEvP0cVO4I/AAAAAAAAAgs/JYAqSI68gvo/s220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19536743.post-5005484394326995377</id><published>2008-04-22T11:43:00.002-11:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T12:00:27.687-11:00</updated><title type='text'>A test, is it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Why do I feel how I feel about you? Why this anger and unrest within me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Why am I on the verge of turning over, into a person I never thought I would be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Why are you putting me to the test? What do you want me to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Please be aware that it's not doing me any good. Or does that not matter to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I feel so rotten deep within me. There's a horrible feeling surging from within.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;It's a feeling that I've never ever felt before. Haah! Now you sure know each and everythin'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I don't even know what I want to say to you. But I am deeply hurt, you should probably know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;And in case, you ever realize what I feel, then do something in your power to change the way of the flow! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;And if you think, you are going to just stay and not pay heed to my plea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Then, soon the sheep will have moved into the dense darkness, far far away from the shepherd's watch and keep!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19536743-5005484394326995377?l=urimnthummim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urimnthummim.blogspot.com/feeds/5005484394326995377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19536743&amp;postID=5005484394326995377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19536743/posts/default/5005484394326995377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19536743/posts/default/5005484394326995377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urimnthummim.blogspot.com/2008/04/test-is-it.html' title='A test, is it?'/><author><name>Ulrica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525082547729257530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JatkMlQPOHg/TWEvP0cVO4I/AAAAAAAAAgs/JYAqSI68gvo/s220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19536743.post-6714779822245776300</id><published>2007-03-03T15:47:00.000-11:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T23:06:13.552-11:00</updated><title type='text'>The end has come</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0evoQ2BYSI/Reo3GhJPuXI/AAAAAAAAAB4/79EeHHrCM40/s1600-h/mana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037899718283213170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0evoQ2BYSI/Reo3GhJPuXI/AAAAAAAAAB4/79EeHHrCM40/s320/mana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The end has come.&lt;br /&gt;The story has ended.&lt;br /&gt;The dream, shattered.&lt;br /&gt;And the love…destroyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end has come, o woman…&lt;br /&gt;Did you see it coming?&lt;br /&gt;Did you imagine what it could do?&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever think it could happen to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But come, it has.&lt;br /&gt;And look what it has left you with?&lt;br /&gt;A wrecked life! A broken heart! A wounded soul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O! How I want to laugh out loud looking at you and your plight now!&lt;br /&gt;How I want to tell you how stupid you were to believe in love!&lt;br /&gt;How I want to declare to the world, how the songs of glory you sang about love have now lost its melody!&lt;br /&gt;How I want to show the world the tears that rest on your cheeks!&lt;br /&gt;How I want to show the world how your heart, in pain, weeps!&lt;br /&gt;How I want to show the world your pretence, while you hurt deep within!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And how I want you to know that... true love long ceased to exist! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It probably, never did!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19536743-6714779822245776300?l=urimnthummim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urimnthummim.blogspot.com/feeds/6714779822245776300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19536743&amp;postID=6714779822245776300' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19536743/posts/default/6714779822245776300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19536743/posts/default/6714779822245776300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urimnthummim.blogspot.com/2007/03/end-has-come.html' title='The end has come'/><author><name>Ulrica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525082547729257530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JatkMlQPOHg/TWEvP0cVO4I/AAAAAAAAAgs/JYAqSI68gvo/s220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0evoQ2BYSI/Reo3GhJPuXI/AAAAAAAAAB4/79EeHHrCM40/s72-c/mana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19536743.post-8606251757797452086</id><published>2007-02-11T02:55:00.000-11:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T00:30:04.357-11:00</updated><title type='text'>Shane – God’s gracious gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The call I heard, one fine day,&lt;br /&gt;As the Lord, He spoke to me.&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t know where I was heading, then,&lt;br /&gt;But He showed me where I was meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He unveiled His plans, with a path to match,&lt;br /&gt;As I let Him guide me along.&lt;br /&gt;I asked Him for the gifts of judgment and wisdom,&lt;br /&gt;To help me pick, right from the wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He said to me, &lt;em&gt;“Shane, you are my chosen one”,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;“A shepherd, to all of my sheep.&lt;br /&gt;Far from the evil ways and works of this world,&lt;br /&gt;Safe, my people, you must keep.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A prayer I make to the Lord above,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;“Give me the strength, each day,&lt;br /&gt;Be at my side, through darkness and light,&lt;br /&gt;As I tread on my mission today.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On this grand day, as I pledge my vows,&lt;br /&gt;My commitment to the Lord to keep,&lt;br /&gt;I’ll remember that I’m Shane - His &lt;strong&gt;gracious&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;gift&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;He’s my &lt;strong&gt;Master&lt;/strong&gt;, and His people, my sheep! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This verse was composed for &lt;strong&gt;Fr. Shane Verghese&lt;/strong&gt;, on the occassion of his &lt;strong&gt;Holy&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Ordination&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19536743-8606251757797452086?l=urimnthummim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urimnthummim.blogspot.com/feeds/8606251757797452086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19536743&amp;postID=8606251757797452086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19536743/posts/default/8606251757797452086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19536743/posts/default/8606251757797452086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urimnthummim.blogspot.com/2007/02/shane-gods-gracious-gift.html' title='Shane – God’s gracious gift'/><author><name>Ulrica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525082547729257530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JatkMlQPOHg/TWEvP0cVO4I/AAAAAAAAAgs/JYAqSI68gvo/s220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19536743.post-5378923795626799203</id><published>2007-02-08T00:08:00.000-11:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T03:02:11.329-11:00</updated><title type='text'>Hasta la vista...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodbye&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;for&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;now&lt;/em&gt;, I had to say, to my lover &amp; my friend...&lt;br /&gt;But this, I know, is just for a short while, 'tis just a turn around the bend... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Time will go by sooner than I know, and soon our paths will meet...&lt;br /&gt;Till then, he will reside in my heart, as the sound of my heartbeat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There he will be, till the end of my life...till the last breathe I take...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There will he be, till the end of my days, till the last move I make...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And when the distance grows painful, and the silence...too much to bear...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I will remind my self, that his love &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;will&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;always be&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;there&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For my Love...Adios Amor! Hasta la vista...till we meet again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19536743-5378923795626799203?l=urimnthummim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urimnthummim.blogspot.com/feeds/5378923795626799203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19536743&amp;postID=5378923795626799203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19536743/posts/default/5378923795626799203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19536743/posts/default/5378923795626799203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urimnthummim.blogspot.com/2007/02/hasta-la-vista.html' title='Hasta la vista...'/><author><name>Ulrica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525082547729257530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JatkMlQPOHg/TWEvP0cVO4I/AAAAAAAAAgs/JYAqSI68gvo/s220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19536743.post-7682879358661248712</id><published>2007-01-24T13:07:00.001-11:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T13:07:51.481-11:00</updated><title type='text'>After I am gone...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This day may be the last I am seeing,&lt;br /&gt;As I may not live to see tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;A few hours hence, in my coffin I'll rest,&lt;br /&gt;Leaving my beloveds in sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They may weep and mourn and cry and ache,&lt;br /&gt;For 'me', who by then would be gone…&lt;br /&gt;They'll remember the moments I last spent with them,&lt;br /&gt;Going back to the day I was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They'll stare at my picture, be filled with grief...&lt;br /&gt;As they look for me in my room.&lt;br /&gt;So the very next day, they'll surely appear,&lt;br /&gt;With candles and flowers by my tomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may want to break free, and reach out to them…&lt;br /&gt;To wipe off the tears from their face,&lt;br /&gt;But it seems far too impossible, now,&lt;br /&gt;To drown in their warm, loving embrace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their pain I may not stand to bear,&lt;br /&gt;And so I will say to God,&lt;br /&gt;"Please fill their hearts with hope and courage."&lt;br /&gt;And He'll reply in an affirming nod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly we'll be so different,&lt;br /&gt;Will feel like a world between us,&lt;br /&gt;We both would have lost each other then,&lt;br /&gt;Now, isn't that what death always does?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within moments it will all be finished,&lt;br /&gt;As I will return to dust,&lt;br /&gt;But I have always loved you,&lt;br /&gt;And this, remember, you must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may breathe the last of this world,&lt;br /&gt;This can happen any time, any day,&lt;br /&gt;So hold on to me and cherish me,&lt;br /&gt;Cause all I may have is today.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19536743-7682879358661248712?l=urimnthummim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urimnthummim.blogspot.com/feeds/7682879358661248712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19536743&amp;postID=7682879358661248712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19536743/posts/default/7682879358661248712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19536743/posts/default/7682879358661248712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urimnthummim.blogspot.com/2007/01/after-i-am-gone.html' title='After I am gone...'/><author><name>Ulrica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525082547729257530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JatkMlQPOHg/TWEvP0cVO4I/AAAAAAAAAgs/JYAqSI68gvo/s220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19536743.post-143670127245726330</id><published>2006-12-18T06:50:00.001-11:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T06:50:42.312-11:00</updated><title type='text'>To have and to hold...</title><content type='html'>Two people come together, their love to pledge for life,&lt;br /&gt;To unite in marriage for ever, as Man and as Wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day forward you will live, to have and to hold,&lt;br /&gt;When you and I become ‘us’, sorrows will divide and joys, multiply a double fold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So may you journey through life together, taking every step in sync,&lt;br /&gt;May you cherish each other forever, and enjoy a love everlasting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should there come a time, a stormy weather, when you run low on love,&lt;br /&gt;May He shower you both with some more, from the heavens right above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And may the years of your lives go by… living, loving and thanking Him for one another…&lt;br /&gt;Knowing there couldn’t be a better someone, cause you two were simply made for each other.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19536743-143670127245726330?l=urimnthummim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urimnthummim.blogspot.com/feeds/143670127245726330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19536743&amp;postID=143670127245726330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19536743/posts/default/143670127245726330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19536743/posts/default/143670127245726330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urimnthummim.blogspot.com/2006/12/to-have-and-to-hold.html' title='To have and to hold...'/><author><name>Ulrica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525082547729257530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JatkMlQPOHg/TWEvP0cVO4I/AAAAAAAAAgs/JYAqSI68gvo/s220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19536743.post-115952603022918411</id><published>2006-09-28T23:29:00.000-11:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T23:33:50.246-11:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams...do come true!</title><content type='html'>I wonder if you'd ever believe me,&lt;br /&gt;If I'd say that dreams come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause the ones that really happen...&lt;br /&gt;Are just a handful and few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I say, I'm one of those...&lt;br /&gt;Who're living a dream for real...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just turn around, and say to me...&lt;br /&gt;"You sure are a lucky gurl!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19536743-115952603022918411?l=urimnthummim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urimnthummim.blogspot.com/feeds/115952603022918411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19536743&amp;postID=115952603022918411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19536743/posts/default/115952603022918411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19536743/posts/default/115952603022918411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urimnthummim.blogspot.com/2006/09/dreamsdo-come-true.html' title='Dreams...do come true!'/><author><name>Ulrica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525082547729257530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JatkMlQPOHg/TWEvP0cVO4I/AAAAAAAAAgs/JYAqSI68gvo/s220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19536743.post-115441754192371746</id><published>2006-07-31T20:26:00.000-11:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T20:32:21.943-11:00</updated><title type='text'>You Created Me</title><content type='html'>The mountains so &lt;em&gt;mighty&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;The oceans so &lt;em&gt;deep&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;The flowers so &lt;em&gt;pretty&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;The vallies so &lt;em&gt;steep&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You made them all,&lt;br /&gt;And then created "Me"...&lt;br /&gt;I have, yet, no idea,&lt;br /&gt;The powers you've gifted me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19536743-115441754192371746?l=urimnthummim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urimnthummim.blogspot.com/feeds/115441754192371746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19536743&amp;postID=115441754192371746' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19536743/posts/default/115441754192371746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19536743/posts/default/115441754192371746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urimnthummim.blogspot.com/2006/07/you-created-me.html' title='You Created Me'/><author><name>Ulrica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525082547729257530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JatkMlQPOHg/TWEvP0cVO4I/AAAAAAAAAgs/JYAqSI68gvo/s220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19536743.post-114008578420581067</id><published>2006-02-15T23:29:00.000-11:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T03:00:44.827-11:00</updated><title type='text'>You are not the first...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You are not the first...&lt;br /&gt;Nor the last, will you remain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To experience a heartbreak,&lt;br /&gt;And go through the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words of consolation,&lt;br /&gt;May seem surreal and untrue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They'll seem cold and inappropriate,&lt;br /&gt;For all that you're going through...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I'll make a heartfelt prayer,&lt;br /&gt;In the silence of my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God give you the strength&lt;br /&gt;And show you, the way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May He heal the wounds of hurt,&lt;br /&gt;May He wipe your tears all dry,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May he restore the smile over your face,&lt;br /&gt;And bring back the sparkle in your eye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This verse is for all those hurt in love, heartbroken and unable to love again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Know, that the SUN will shine out every morning, despite the darkness of the night! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19536743-114008578420581067?l=urimnthummim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urimnthummim.blogspot.com/feeds/114008578420581067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19536743&amp;postID=114008578420581067' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19536743/posts/default/114008578420581067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19536743/posts/default/114008578420581067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urimnthummim.blogspot.com/2006/02/you-are-not-first.html' title='You are not the first...'/><author><name>Ulrica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525082547729257530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JatkMlQPOHg/TWEvP0cVO4I/AAAAAAAAAgs/JYAqSI68gvo/s220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19536743.post-114008524010069475</id><published>2006-02-15T23:20:00.000-11:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T23:20:40.100-11:00</updated><title type='text'>Under a different name!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Different names we give our faith.&lt;br /&gt;But still cry out to GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different ways we worship him,&lt;br /&gt;But still He is our Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different prayers we’ve learnt to say,&lt;br /&gt;Voicing the desires of our heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different festivals we celebrate,&lt;br /&gt;With fun and merriment a part!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different books and scriptures we read,&lt;br /&gt;Yet the message is the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don’t we instead, embrace HUMANITY?&lt;br /&gt;It’s the only binding religion - under a different name!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19536743-114008524010069475?l=urimnthummim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urimnthummim.blogspot.com/feeds/114008524010069475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19536743&amp;postID=114008524010069475' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19536743/posts/default/114008524010069475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19536743/posts/default/114008524010069475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urimnthummim.blogspot.com/2006/02/under-different-name.html' title='Under a different name!'/><author><name>Ulrica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525082547729257530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JatkMlQPOHg/TWEvP0cVO4I/AAAAAAAAAgs/JYAqSI68gvo/s220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19536743.post-114008495491025562</id><published>2006-02-15T23:14:00.000-11:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T23:15:54.910-11:00</updated><title type='text'>She</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;She walks like a ghost&lt;br /&gt;In a world of her own&lt;br /&gt;Her hair is messed up&lt;br /&gt;And her clothes, they’re torn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her stature is small&lt;br /&gt;And frail she looks&lt;br /&gt;Gullible that she is&lt;br /&gt;Always bullied by crooks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to call her own&lt;br /&gt;Just a corner down the lane&lt;br /&gt;Drown into her eyes&lt;br /&gt;If you wish to see her pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She lives on the hope&lt;br /&gt;That God’s children are good&lt;br /&gt;If not some money&lt;br /&gt;They’ll give her some food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She mumbles to her self&lt;br /&gt;And people call her mad&lt;br /&gt;They ridicule and condemn&lt;br /&gt;This woman, so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one really bothers&lt;br /&gt;Not one ever cares&lt;br /&gt;All they have for her&lt;br /&gt;Are hard inhuman stares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she is far &lt;em&gt;humane&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than these people, and how,&lt;br /&gt;Shares her little grub&lt;br /&gt;With a dog and a crow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19536743-114008495491025562?l=urimnthummim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urimnthummim.blogspot.com/feeds/114008495491025562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19536743&amp;postID=114008495491025562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19536743/posts/default/114008495491025562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19536743/posts/default/114008495491025562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urimnthummim.blogspot.com/2006/02/she.html' title='She'/><author><name>Ulrica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525082547729257530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JatkMlQPOHg/TWEvP0cVO4I/AAAAAAAAAgs/JYAqSI68gvo/s220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19536743.post-114008458323564582</id><published>2006-02-15T23:06:00.000-11:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T23:09:43.236-11:00</updated><title type='text'>Disaster Quakes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The ocean beds roar.&lt;br /&gt;The crusts, they crack.&lt;br /&gt;The seas surge, the waters rise,&lt;br /&gt;As if to devour the world.&lt;br /&gt;Hundreds and thousands of unfortunate souls&lt;br /&gt;Drown in a mighty wave,&lt;br /&gt;Thrown over land…&lt;br /&gt;To wash away all,&lt;br /&gt;Sweeping away a civilization.&lt;br /&gt;Cries of help, wringed out of shock,&lt;br /&gt;Leave behind corpses,&lt;br /&gt;For all the world to see,&lt;br /&gt;The numbers rise.&lt;br /&gt;The count, still on...&lt;br /&gt;Fishermen, tourists, inhabitants of the coast,&lt;br /&gt;Now…the faithful departed.&lt;br /&gt;Nature has shown her wrath.&lt;br /&gt;She is mighty and forceful.&lt;br /&gt;We are small, inconsequential.&lt;br /&gt;Do we still dare to prove our power?&lt;br /&gt;The milk of human kindness&lt;br /&gt;Flows out of the human heart,&lt;br /&gt;The people of the world now offer help.&lt;br /&gt;They’ve forgotten all their misgivings.&lt;br /&gt;While people mourn,&lt;br /&gt;Life resumes.&lt;br /&gt;What has gone,&lt;br /&gt;Will soon…be forgotten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;May the souls of all those who were devoured by the disastrous Tsunami rest in peace. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;While we assure ourselves that they have been reunited with The Almighty.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19536743-114008458323564582?l=urimnthummim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urimnthummim.blogspot.com/feeds/114008458323564582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19536743&amp;postID=114008458323564582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19536743/posts/default/114008458323564582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19536743/posts/default/114008458323564582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urimnthummim.blogspot.com/2006/02/disaster-quakes.html' title='Disaster Quakes!'/><author><name>Ulrica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525082547729257530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JatkMlQPOHg/TWEvP0cVO4I/AAAAAAAAAgs/JYAqSI68gvo/s220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19536743.post-114008415266643629</id><published>2006-02-15T22:57:00.000-11:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T23:02:32.666-11:00</updated><title type='text'>I hear voices…</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;A drop of blood flowed out of him,&lt;br /&gt;The world rushed to his feet.&lt;br /&gt;My son, he bled to death for you…&lt;br /&gt;At his tomb was placed a wreath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;My children learned to be forthright and honest,&lt;br /&gt;Values that you learnt, too.&lt;br /&gt;But when their life was put to threat,&lt;br /&gt;Where on this Earth were you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I live in a land, where fear precedes life,&lt;br /&gt;While you rest in the comfort of your home,&lt;br /&gt;While you crib about fanciful comforts of life,&lt;br /&gt;In a moment I could be gunned or stoned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;He traveled by the bus with a bomb beneath,&lt;br /&gt;That snatched from him, his life.&lt;br /&gt;The last he said was, “Honey, am coming home”&lt;br /&gt;Now his widow, once his wife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a Hindu; you are not like me,&lt;br /&gt;I am pure, you are unclean,&lt;br /&gt;Wash yourself off the saffron,&lt;br /&gt;Or later, you may label me cruel or mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t speak of missionaries or Judgment Day,&lt;br /&gt;We know you are out to convert,&lt;br /&gt;You anyways do not belong to our land,&lt;br /&gt;Remember, this is our share of the Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preach your lessons of goodness,&lt;br /&gt;To some other fool around,&lt;br /&gt;We only believe in nuclear strength,&lt;br /&gt;To the end, we will stand our ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the name of &lt;em&gt;Jehad&lt;/em&gt;, you killed your brother,&lt;br /&gt;You believe yourself to be the chosen one,&lt;br /&gt;But remember there is something called &lt;em&gt;Kayamat&lt;/em&gt;, too.&lt;br /&gt;When you will be accounted for all you’ve done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They spoke of peace and love to all,&lt;br /&gt;They left examples to follow,&lt;br /&gt;What lessons to learn! What scriptures to read!&lt;br /&gt;The world lives a life that is hollow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Live a life free from sin,&lt;br /&gt;Change your wickedness, you must.&lt;br /&gt;The greatest religion is humanity, my friend,&lt;br /&gt;One day, we must all return to dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19536743-114008415266643629?l=urimnthummim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urimnthummim.blogspot.com/feeds/114008415266643629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19536743&amp;postID=114008415266643629' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19536743/posts/default/114008415266643629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19536743/posts/default/114008415266643629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urimnthummim.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-hear-voices.html' title='I hear voices…'/><author><name>Ulrica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525082547729257530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JatkMlQPOHg/TWEvP0cVO4I/AAAAAAAAAgs/JYAqSI68gvo/s220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19536743.post-114008366868852114</id><published>2006-02-15T22:50:00.000-11:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T22:55:10.943-11:00</updated><title type='text'>I won’t love you anymore</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I want to cry, but the tears don’t come,&lt;br /&gt;I’m wondering what to do,&lt;br /&gt;The past and the future, are worrying my present,&lt;br /&gt;And I can’t stop loving you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, it seems all so easy,&lt;br /&gt;To just deny it all,&lt;br /&gt;But I am the one, who is troubled,&lt;br /&gt;I want to scream, yell and bawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why on Earth are you pretending?&lt;br /&gt;To be so free and cool,&lt;br /&gt;I know what your heart is going through,&lt;br /&gt;Did you think you could make me a fool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or am I still misunderstanding you?&lt;br /&gt;Is it something else on your mind?&lt;br /&gt;It’s strange you want me to leave you,&lt;br /&gt;"New love" you want me to find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am working on a solution,&lt;br /&gt;To a problem, that only seems to be there,&lt;br /&gt;It’s so mean of you to end everything,&lt;br /&gt;It’s really so unfair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If an ‘end’ is what you’ve asked for,&lt;br /&gt;Then that is just what you'll get,&lt;br /&gt;I am going to change myself,&lt;br /&gt;Take it from me as a bet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now life will take us along,&lt;br /&gt;Two paths that will never meet.&lt;br /&gt;I will erase your sweet name,&lt;br /&gt;From the sound of my heartbeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will never be together,&lt;br /&gt;Even if the Gods want us to be,&lt;br /&gt;Try as hard as you may,&lt;br /&gt;Now, you’ll never get to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19536743-114008366868852114?l=urimnthummim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urimnthummim.blogspot.com/feeds/114008366868852114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19536743&amp;postID=114008366868852114' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19536743/posts/default/114008366868852114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19536743/posts/default/114008366868852114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urimnthummim.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-wont-love-you-anymore.html' title='I won’t love you anymore'/><author><name>Ulrica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525082547729257530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JatkMlQPOHg/TWEvP0cVO4I/AAAAAAAAAgs/JYAqSI68gvo/s220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19536743.post-113773780692409054</id><published>2006-01-19T19:09:00.000-11:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T02:59:48.692-11:00</updated><title type='text'>Into the skies...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I looked up into the skies, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It promised me all of my dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And that I would see my self through, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No matter how hard life seemed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I looked up into the skies, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And its vastness told me that I could fly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No matter how weak or strong the winds were, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My wings would take me high. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I looked up into the skies, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I knew I’d get where I’ve wanted to be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But dark clouds got in my way, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And then suddenly, I just couldn’t see! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As I look now into the skies, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am now flying to my dreams. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A little anxiety, but loads of joy, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh, how my heart now beams!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Composed for my self! Ode to my dreams...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19536743-113773780692409054?l=urimnthummim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urimnthummim.blogspot.com/feeds/113773780692409054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19536743&amp;postID=113773780692409054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19536743/posts/default/113773780692409054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19536743/posts/default/113773780692409054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urimnthummim.blogspot.com/2006/01/into-skies.html' title='Into the skies...'/><author><name>Ulrica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525082547729257530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JatkMlQPOHg/TWEvP0cVO4I/AAAAAAAAAgs/JYAqSI68gvo/s220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19536743.post-113773527989116921</id><published>2006-01-19T18:30:00.000-11:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T02:58:05.674-11:00</updated><title type='text'>I will always be there for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My first ever...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will always be there for you...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You and Me can never be,&lt;br /&gt;This is something you must know.&lt;br /&gt;You and Me can never be,&lt;br /&gt;Like how we were before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We were so very different,&lt;br /&gt;And yet so similar.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying each other’s company,&lt;br /&gt;We grew so close and dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Trust me dear, I will miss you,&lt;br /&gt;Wherever I may be...&lt;br /&gt;And so I will remind my self,&lt;br /&gt;That ‘we’ could never be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts to see you go away,&lt;br /&gt;Nor look, nor say a word,&lt;br /&gt;But I will not hold unto you,&lt;br /&gt;You are as free as a bird. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Come to me when you're sad or troubled,&lt;br /&gt;Think of me when you're blue.&lt;br /&gt;Take this as a promise, beloved,&lt;br /&gt;I’ll always be there for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19536743-113773527989116921?l=urimnthummim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urimnthummim.blogspot.com/feeds/113773527989116921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19536743&amp;postID=113773527989116921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19536743/posts/default/113773527989116921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19536743/posts/default/113773527989116921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urimnthummim.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-first-ever.html' title='I will always be there for you'/><author><name>Ulrica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525082547729257530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JatkMlQPOHg/TWEvP0cVO4I/AAAAAAAAAgs/JYAqSI68gvo/s220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
