Quotes by Scott Hastie

About Scott Hastie:

was brought up and educated in Berkhamsted, prior to college studies in Brighton.
A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z

The sea, the sea… Man alone, Passive, unaware In his elemental sadness.

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On the canvas of life, Every sweep of the brush matters, Counts for something…

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We too can repair our cracks with gold And glow again. Crazed by life, More beautiful than ever before.

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Here, illuminated at last, Nestles the ruddy glint of spiritual certainty; Sweet moments of passion and healing, Of sensual release.

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Ours was such a delicious risk. My being abruptly and altogether Ecstatic and be-stilled.

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Where once there was a void, Now at least there are Seeds of splendour, Becalmed belief for another time.

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Life, wherever it leads, Will always be the same, It begs for the best of you.

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Sacred space in which To distil, like amber, The best of your love.

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Every new day Our children's joy is as fresh as roses, Even the birds chatter at dawn.

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Birth our night into day And bathe it clean, So that beloved things can glow Together in a litter of light.

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Be brave enough to never yearn For that you cannot hold close In your heart forever. Tread lightly, cherish compassion And live in the moment without fear.

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Once spun, The silken thread of all our aspirations Remains intact, It can never be broken.

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Ultimately not one amongst us Will ever be denied that, The glimmer of a chance to shine.

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Disparate energies come together That have never been aligned before. And so bound, Is the world illuminated, Changed forever in an instant…

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A hallowed frequency within That, even in your darkest hour, You can always turn to.

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The light needs only our trust And, of course, the darkness To work its eternal alchemy.

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Sense how Even the smooth stones ache With stories of their own In the shuddering light of day.

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Such is true joy’s absolute certainty, Its slow lit fuse that burns holes In the shabby shroud of death forever.

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When in love or inspired, An eternal kiss from the divine Awaits us all.

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Let us have no guilt Left to waste For dreaming still.

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Author Bio

  • NameScott Hastie
  • DescriptionBritish poet
  • BornApril 13, 1954
  • CountryUnited Kingdom