Monday, April 19, 2010

On Family, Love, And Children

I mentioned last night in speaking of the wedding of Sarah and Dennis some quotations I use in my marriage ceremonies. The first is by Ernestine Shuman Heink and I predict it is a perfect blueprint of the home for the newly formed family. “A roof to keep out the rain. Four walls to keep out the wind. Floors to keep out the cold. Yes, but home is more than that. It is the laugh of a baby, the song of a mother, the strength of a father. Warmth of loving hearts, light from happy eyes, kindness, loyalty, comradeship. Home is first school and first church for young ones, where they learn what is right, what is good, and what is kind. Where they go for comfort when they are sick or hurt. Where fathers and mothers are respected and loved. Where children are wanted. Where the simplest food is good enough for kings because it is earned. Where money is not so important as loving kindness. Where even the tea kettle sings for happiness. That is home. God bless it.”

The second quotation is from an unknown, but obviously very wise, source. “The question is asked: ‘Is there anything more beautiful than a young couple clasping hands and pure hearts in the path of marriage? Can there be anything more beautiful than young love?’ And the answer is given: ‘Yes, there is a more beautiful thing. It is the spectacle of an old man and an old woman finishing their journey on that path. Their hands are gnarled but still clasped; their faces are seamed but still radiant; their hearts are physically bowed and tired but still strong with love and devotion for one another. Yes, there is a more beautiful thing than young love- old love.’ ”

I also quote from Joni Mitchell's hauntingly nostalgic, The Circle Game, believed to have been written for her baby daughter who she gave up for adoption. (I placed the chorus at the end instead of following each verse.)

Yesterday a child came out to wonder
Caught a dragonfly inside a jar
Fearful when the sky was full of thunde
And tearful at the falling of a star

Then the child moved ten times round the seasons
Skated over ten clear frozen streams
Words like, when you're older, must appease him
And promises of someday make his dreams

Sixteen springs and sixteen summers gone now
Cartwheels turn to car wheels thru the town
And they tell him,Take your time, it won't be long now
Till you drag your feet just to slow the circles down

So the years spin by and now the boy is twenty

Though his dreams have lost some grandeur coming true
There'll be new dreams, maybe better dreams and plenty
Before the last revolving year is through

(Chorus)
And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
We're captive on the carousel of time
We can't return, we can only look behind
From where we came
And go round and round and round
In the circle game

God bless,
Steve
Luke 18:1

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2 comments:

WELCOME TO MY WORLD OF POETRY: said...

Some wonderful quotes there, beautiful to read and think about,

Yvonne,

Katie said...

Your second quote is absolutely beautiful. Every year in my marriage I can say it was more beautiful than the last. Even now I cannot imagine going back to the early days. I do not covet them. Thanks for sharing. :)