A few poems about various things in life.
"Love seeketh only Self to please
To bind another to its delight,
Joys in another's loss of ease,
And builds a Hell in Heaven's despite."
(William Blake - The Clod and the Pebble, Songs of Experience)
"Where the lamb died
A bird sings,
Where a soul perishes
What music ? The cross
is an old-fashioned
weapon, but its bow
is drawn unerringly
against the heart."
(R.S. Thomas - Sure)