For inspiration.

[_dynamicdems]

How Can I Keep From Singing?
by Enya

My life goes on in endless song
above earth's lamentations,
I hear the real, though far-off hymn
that hails a new creation.

Through all the tumult and the strife
I hear it's music ringing,
It sounds an echo in my soul.
How can I keep from singing?

While though the tempest loudly roars,
I hear the truth, it liveth.
And though the darkness 'round me close,
songs in the night it giveth.

No storm can shake my inmost calm,
while to that rock I'm clinging.
Since love is lord of heaven and earth
how can I keep from singing?

When tyrants tremble in their fear
and hear their death knell ringing,
when friends rejoice both far and near
how can I keep from singing?

In prison cell and dungeon vile
our thoughts to them are winging,
when friends by shame are undefiled
how can I keep from singing?

[ProSense]

1. Thanks!

The Kerry critics are crawling out from under their rocks to try to counter his excellent efforts, so thanks for this.

[politicasista]

2. I agree.

Thanks dynamicdems. :hi:

[_dynamicdems]

6. You're welcome! : )

[_dynamicdems]

5. The attacks have been painful.

Listening to this song helped. Set to music, it is so very beautiful.

[Island Blue]

3. Very nice poem.

I love your graphics too!

[_dynamicdems]

4. Hearing the song is even better than reading the words, but the words

are very inspiring. This just seemed to fit a lot of what has been happening lately.

Glad you like the graphics...it is fun to play with images! The name "Bush" in the photo of the Vietnam Memorial seems particularly ironic to me in light of how Iraq and vietnam have been juxtaposed throughout this past year.