Headpiece - THE DREAMS DENIEDTHE DREAMS DENIED
Headpiece - THE DREAMS DENIED
BY MARION COUTHOUY SMITH
OUR lives are molded by the things we miss.Not by Love’s answering eyes, not by his kiss,But by Love’s hunger do we learn Love’s bliss.Our growth must answer to the swell and strainOf thew and sinew toward the ultimate gain;The warrior’s worth is measured by his pain.Upward our hopes are flung, like tongues of fire.The dreams denied unendingly aspire;The soul must take the shape of its desire.
OUR lives are molded by the things we miss.Not by Love’s answering eyes, not by his kiss,But by Love’s hunger do we learn Love’s bliss.Our growth must answer to the swell and strainOf thew and sinew toward the ultimate gain;The warrior’s worth is measured by his pain.Upward our hopes are flung, like tongues of fire.The dreams denied unendingly aspire;The soul must take the shape of its desire.
OUR lives are molded by the things we miss.Not by Love’s answering eyes, not by his kiss,But by Love’s hunger do we learn Love’s bliss.
OUR lives are molded by the things we miss.
Not by Love’s answering eyes, not by his kiss,
But by Love’s hunger do we learn Love’s bliss.
Our growth must answer to the swell and strainOf thew and sinew toward the ultimate gain;The warrior’s worth is measured by his pain.
Our growth must answer to the swell and strain
Of thew and sinew toward the ultimate gain;
The warrior’s worth is measured by his pain.
Upward our hopes are flung, like tongues of fire.The dreams denied unendingly aspire;The soul must take the shape of its desire.
Upward our hopes are flung, like tongues of fire.
The dreams denied unendingly aspire;
The soul must take the shape of its desire.