Maidens Quote by Thomas Moore

“She comes not when noon is on the roses - Too bright is day. She comes not to the soul till it reposes From…

— Herbert Trench

I listen to the wind, the wind of my soul.

— Cat Stevens

The days are cold, the nights are long, The North wind sings a doleful song; Then hush again upon my breast; All merry things…

— Dorothy Wordsworth

Though sands be black and bitter black the sea, Night lie before me and behind me night, And God within far Heaven refuse to…

— Madison Cawein

“Come O' winter knock my door, Make me fall in love once more, Look what Autumn did to me, Made my soul like wilted…

— Neymat Khan

“Your days still half-opened, crackle like the fires to come. Outside. The earth. Wind. Night. Unfold for you. Listen to their sounds. They have…

— Sonia Sanchez

“O you singer, solitary, singing by yourself—projecting me; O solitary me, listening—nevermore shall I cease perpetuating you; Never more shall I escape, never more…

— Walt Whitman

“Flowers bloom in spring Oh, the sky spreads in summer They’re engraved and sparkling In my heart Rain falls in the morning Even on…

— Kobato

As my exquisite Life winds down, I shall hand you my Candle. Take it out into the World, so others may know my light,…

— Eric Nickel

“A wind starts to blow, without feelings, A song falls in love, without singing, A life will begin in melodies of the strings, May…

— Santosh Kalwar

“The lyrics gather in my soul, as the blooms burst in air, and what flows from my lips is a symphony long held inside.”

— Jayita Bhattacharjee

“Songs seem to live in the soul even when everything else leaves”

— Ella Frank