Rejoice

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Dream Variations

To fling my arms wide
In some place of the sun,
To whirl and to dance
Till the white day is done.
Then rest at cool evening
Beneath a tall tree
While night comes on gently,
Dark like me-

That is my dream!
To fling my arms wide
In the face of the sun,
Dance! Whirl! Whirl!
Till the quick day is done.
Rest at pale evening...
A tall, slim tree...
Night coming tenderly
Black like me.

By: Langston Hughes


Today, I want to dedicate this poem to a dear friend of the Bess family. This poem came to mind soon after I heard of her passing around 3am this morning. She's no longer with us in the physical, but she is always in our hearts. Rejoice! Rejoice! Rejoice!! all the heavens. Your sister is coming home. We love you. MmmmmmmBBBbbbbaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!

Comments

Anonymous said…
This is one of my favorite Langston Hughes poems. As I read the words to this poem, it resonates within my soul.

My sympathies for the lost of your friend! Rejoice is right!! She's going home to be with the Lord, and that is the best place she can be!

BTW...I checked out Mocha Hut's free open mic on Thursday night just to get a feel for the atmosphere and the poetry, and I LOVED it!! I can definitely see myself getting up there and performing some of my pieces. I'll let you know when that happens. I'm excited!!

=)
Friday, February 16, 2007 1:46:00 PM
Lori Stewart Weidert said…
Sorry for your loss; the poem is quite comforting.
Friday, February 16, 2007 1:47:00 PM
Writing on Board said…
Never know what to say about death except that I'm against it. You say it better. Yes. Langston. Always Langston. Take care, bro. Amen.
Friday, February 16, 2007 2:24:00 PM
Anonymous said…
Awesome! "Dark like me...Black like me" Awesome.
Friday, February 16, 2007 3:09:00 PM
M. Akamau said…
Deepest sympathies to you and your family at the passing of your friend. Such a great poem honors her. As writer on board so well said: Yes. Langston. Always Langston.

Blessings,
Michele
Friday, February 16, 2007 7:03:00 PM
Prettylyf said…
May God rest her soul in eternal peace!
Friday, February 16, 2007 7:51:00 PM
Sheba Brooks Moore said…
we are so connected, through birth, life, and death...she's still here in spirit...
Saturday, February 17, 2007 8:04:00 AM
Dance_Soul said…
I offer my condolences to you and yours - I also offer my prayer for her safe transition from this world into the spirit world.
AMEN.
Saturday, February 17, 2007 2:40:00 PM
Stephen A. Bess said…
Thank you all for your support and condolences. She is definitely in a better place now. She has been battling Cancer for a few years and now she can rest. I pray for her husband and 3 children who will have to move on without her in the physical. However, as Amiamazing mentioned she will be with them and all of us in spirit. Thanks again. Peace~
Saturday, February 17, 2007 4:30:00 PM
fizzio brown said…
I pray that her family who mourn, will be comforted.
Sunday, February 18, 2007 7:27:00 PM
Stephen A. Bess said…
Thank you Fizzio. I stand with you in that prayer.
Monday, February 19, 2007 4:02:00 PM
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