Douglas MacArthur

On the fields of friendly strife are sown the seeds that on other days and other fields will bear the fruits of victory.

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The Seeds of the Day.

The Moon...?
The loving eye of the Night!
The Sun...?
The majestic march of the Space.!
The Clouds..?
The dream clusters of the Skies!
The Winds..?
The friendly hands of the Nature!
The Water..?
The blood of the Greenery!
The Trees.?
The Earth's signature of victory!
The Birds..?
The Mind's chariot of flowers!
The Sky..?
The mighty shrinkers of the Macrocosms!
The Stars..?
The seeds of the Day sown
In the fields of the Night!

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As God Gave Freely

As God gave freely unto me
gifts of compassion love patience time
so I also give freely unto you

in the fertile landscapes of harvest mind
have I not prepared fields broken ground
have I not sown in full measure love seed

will you now take ownership of these fields?
will you water fertilize tender growth shoots?
will you weed harvest all life love gift fields?

for 18 months more have I alone toiled prepared?
are not these fields without cost to you purchased?
did I not give sacred work all my time livelihood?

will you choose to help harvest these compassion seeds?
will you let peace love flower with purity in your minds?
will you turn swords into plough shears till peace fields?

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Fields Of Gold

Youll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
Youll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in the fields of gold
So she took her love
For to gaze awhile
Upon the fields of barley
In his arms she fell as her hair came down
Among the fields of gold
Will you stay with me, will you be my love
Among the fields of barley
Well forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we lie in the fields of gold
See the west wind move like a lover so
Upon the fields of barley
Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth
Among the fields of gold
I never made promises lightly
And there have been some that Ive broken
But I swear in the days still left
Well walk in the fields of gold
Well walk in the fields of gold
Many years have passed since those summer days
Among the fields of barley
See the children run as the sun goes down
Among the fields of gold
Youll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in the fields of gold
When we walked in the fields of gold
When we walked in the fields of gold

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Field Of Joy

let's wander slowly through the fields
slowly slowly through the fields
i touch the leaves that touch the sky
just you and i through fields of joy
all trouble slowly fades away
slowly slowly fades away
i hold your hand inside my hand
across the land through fields of joy
the sound of music that we hear
the blend of colors throug the air
all cities, mountains disappear from view
all truth and beauty near to me and you
with you through the fields
with you through the fields
with you through the fields
the fields of joy
let's wander slowly through the fields
slowly slowly through the fields
i know our love will never die
just you and i
through fields of joy
through fields of joy

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Fields Of The Brave

Sometimes I close my eyes
And picture the plains
I see Buffalo Bill and the Iroquois
Riding again
Open skies, fertile ground
This was heaven on earth
That they found
We got what they gave
By their God we were saved
They were humble not depraved
These streets were afraid of
Once were the fields of the brave
The fields of the brave
Where a Chevrolet rusts
By a closed shopping mall
Can you see through the dust
Where the brave ones stood tall
Buried deep where they fell
They live on in the stories we tell
They got what they gave
By their God they were saved
And I say this as I pray
I cant help but dream of
The days these were fields of the brave
The fields of the brave
After all this time
And the struggles in between
We stand next in line
With the chance we can build on their dreams
In the
Fields of the brave
Fields of the brave
We got what they gave
In the fields of the brave
Let their spirits be saved
And I pray this on their graves
Therell be a return of
The days these were fields of the brave
The fields of the brave

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Seeds

in the fertile fields of our beings
tiny seeds are sown
and they always grow
and become flowers

they also exude scent
and display bright colors
to the sun

and they wilt before
we know it
simply because we are too busy
we could have given
these seeds enough time
to see how they become
themselves

so beautifully that we could
have adored them
even in a single moment
a very brief moment

yet we didn't and now we are sad
in this regret
this reminiscing

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Strawberry Fields Forever

Let me take you down, cause Im going to
Strawberry fields
Nothing is real
And nothing to get hung about
Strawberry fields forever
Living is easy with eyes closed
Misunderstanding all you see
Its getting hard to be someone, but it all works out
It doesnt matter much to me
Let me take you down, cause Im going to
Strawberry fields
Nothing is real
And nothing to get hung about
Strawberry fields forever
No one, I think, is in my tree
I mean, it must be high or low
That is, you cant, you know, tune in, but its alright
That is, I think its not too bad
Let me take you down, cause Im going to
Strawberry fields
Nothing is real
And nothing to get hung about
Strawberry fields forever
Always, no, sometimes, think its me
But, you know, I know when its a dream
I think, er, no, I mean, er, yes, but its all wrong
That is, I think I disagree
Let me take you down, cause Im going to
Strawberry fields
Nothing is real
And nothing to get hung about
Strawberry fields forever
Strawberry fields forever
Strawberry fields forever
(cranberry sauce)

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Strawberry Field Forever (Emi-remix 15.12.66)

LET ME TAKE YOU DOWN
CAUSE IM GOING TO STRAWBERRY FIELDS
NOTHING IS REAL
AND NOTHING TO GET HUNG ABOUT
STRAWBERRY FIELDS FOREVER
LIVING IS EASY WITH EYES CLOSED
MISUNDERSTANDING ALL YOU SEE
ITS GETTING HARD TO BE SOMEONE
BUT IT ALL WORKS OUT
IT DOESNT MATTER MUCH TO ME
LET ME TAKE YOU DOWN
CAUSE IM GOING TO STRAWBERRY FIELDS...
NO ONE I THINK IS IN MY TREE
I MEAN IT MUST BE HIGH OR LOW
THAT IS YOU CANT YOU KNOW TUNE IN
BUT ITS ALL RIGHT
THAT IS I THINK ITS NOT TOO BAD
LET ME TAKE YOU DOWN
CAUSE IM GOING TO STRAWBERRY FIELDS...
ALWAYS, NO, SOMETIMES, THINK ITS ME
BUT YOU KNOW I KNOW WHEN ITS A DREAM
I THINK, ER ,NO I MEAN, ER, YES
BUT ITS ALL SO WRONG
THAT IS I THINK I DISAGREE
LET ME TAKE YOU DOWN
CAUSE IM GOING TO STRAWBERRY FIELDS

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Bones Marrow

an ode to karma ~
these lessons must be learned,
and taught hard.

as fragile you are
and carrying as a birds bone;
a hallow wish; it is yours to own.
it carries all where their instincts lead,
to the fields shared, our, vast
fields of green.

separate might be the wishes of others days,
yet in the same fields, we all settle to graze.

with such haste,
we eat spitefully,
but when strength is its strongest,
all together
we are natures praise.
our wings aloft will help each other raise,
with the warming winds, into the warmer days.

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On The First Of Seven's Night

sown for you blackberry's delight
on the first of seven's night

sown for you blackberry's delight
on the first of seven's night

for the world, ag'n christmas sight
on the first of seven's night
when the light of heaven is light
it's the world of two thousand seven bright

sown for you blackberry's delight
on the first of seven's night

sown for you blackberry's delight
on the first of seven's night

see, she is smiling in alone
ah! in love she is gone
'n' now she has got the tone
to say! to wish a new morn..ing

sown for you blackberry's delight
on the first of seven's night

sown for you blackberry's delight
on the first of seven's night

oh! it's the hit of 12'o clock
but who are they in morning flock
look it's you 'n' that is me
in between it's bond of thee

sown for you blackberry's delight
on the first of seven's night

sown for you blackberry's delight
on the first of seven's night

hey! who is playing these notes so cute
it must be octaves from lord krishnas flute
no! on the first of seven with the rythm inherent
a boy to a girl with the happys of heaven

sown for you blackberry's delight
on the first of seven's night

sown for you blackberry's delight
on the first of seven's night

and you! what are you doing over here
go to the fields and harvest your share
my blackberrys ripen with the dawn of the sun
hares and birds may already be having there fun

sown for you blackberry's delight
on the first of seven's night

sown for you blackberry's delight
on the first of seven's night

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Sonnet: I'm still nowhere!

O God, I seem to see more of this world!
Its wickednesses, goodnesses unfold;
And though, I am mature and rather old;
I feel I am still weary, weak, though bold.

While some things ease, others become complex;
I sleep for lesser hours these days, not deep;
New problems of my life seem to me vex;
In fields of woes, flowers of joys few peep!

I struggle with the hoe in life's tough-fields;
The weather too is not as per my needs;
To many 'farmers', meagre are the yields!
All in spite of better techniques and seeds!

Nevertheless, I can count on just one!
He is Lord Jesus, God's begotten Son!

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Sonnet: I'm Still Nowhere

O God, I seem to see more of this world!
Its wickednesses, goodnesses unfold;
And though, I am mature and rather old;
I feel I am still weary, weak, though bold.

While some things ease, others become complex;
I sleep for lesser hours these days, not deep;
New problems of my life seem to me vex;
In fields of woes, flowers of joys few peep!

I struggle with the hoe in life's tough-fields;
The weather too is not as per my needs;
To many 'farmers', meagre are the yields!
All in spite of better techniques and seeds!

Nevertheless, I can count on just one!
He is Lord Jesus, God's begotten Son!

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The Storm

Growling and howling,
An uninvited guest,
Arrives with different seeds and leaves,
From unknown land,
And sprinkles them in the fields,
From these seeds come out, Beautiful flowers
And then delicious fruits,
Then the wild spirit moves for another land,
With her departure she predicts
The arrival of rain,
As there is a commotion in the Bay of Bengal,
The clouds laden with vapour rise from
The Bay and make us wait for their arrival,
And in few days rain covers every part of land,
A heavy downpour washes the whole landscape,
The gardens, the mountains, the valleys
All wear new and beautiful look,
The storm leaves such a glory after her.

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Out In The Fields- Lynott & Gary Moore

It doesn't matter if you're wrong or if you're right
It makes no difference if you're black or if you're white
All men are equal till the victory is one
No color or religion ever stopped a bullet from a gun
Out in the fields, the fighting has begun
Out on the streets, they're falling one by one
Out from the skies, a thousand more will die each day
Death is just a heartbeat away
It doesn't matter if you're left or to the right
Don't try to hide behind the cause for which you fight
There'll be no prisoners taken when the day is done
No flag no uniform ever stopped a bullet from a gun
Out in the fields, the fighting has begun
Out in the streets, they're falling one by one
Out from the skies, a thousand more will die each day
Death is just a heartbeat away
There's no communication
No one to take the blame
The cries of every nation
They're falling on deaf ears again
Out the fields
Out in the fields, they are falling one by one
Out in the fields, no flag has ever stopped a bullet from a gun
Death is just a heartbeat away
Out in the fields...

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The Killing Fields

Oh the lives that come and go
as the years go by
are taken by the sons of others
on the fields where they die.
Brother against brother
killing one another,
don't we wonder why?
Generation after generation
never seem to learn
that the killing fields are red with blood
as the wheels of life just turn.

The fields of the lands are meant for life
filled with so much joy.
Instead, those fields have fallen quiet
with each and every boy
that became intent on the quest for death
on the killing fields.

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The Arrival Of The Sparrows

at first glance they look like stones raining
on the fields

my surprise is immense

i am stunned

when i get near
ah, these are the small brown sparrows
from faraway
landing on the
rice-fields of the fields of hay

the village sings again!

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Songs...The Angels Sing

Wondering why they ever met
Was it chance or fate
Doubts and fears..should they not
The circumstance...contemplate

Thinking things through..might it be
That life has made the choice
..And songs..they hear...the Angels sing
Are sounds of Destiny's voice

Crying out from somewhere..just beyond
The horizon of right and wrong
Harvest the fruit lying in the fields
..Where the seeds of fate..are sown

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Out In The Fields

It doesnt matter if youre wrong or if youre right
It makes no difference if youre black or if youre white
All men are equal till the victory is one
No color or religion ever stopped a bullet from a gun
Out in the fields, the fighting has begun
Out on the streets, theyre falling one by one
Out from the skies, a thousand more will die each day
Death is just a heartbeat away
It doesnt matter if youre left or to the right
Dont try to hide behind the cause for which you fight
Therell be no prisoners taken when the day is done
No flag no uniform ever stopped a bullet from a gun
Out in the fields, the fighting has begun
Out in the streets, theyre falling one by one
Out from the skies, a thousand more will die each day
Death is just a heartbeat away
Theres no communication
No one to take the blame
The cries of every nation
Theyre falling on deaf ears again
Out the fields
Out in the fields, they are falling one by one
Out in the fields, no flag has ever stopped a bullet from a gun
Death is just a heartbeat away
Out in the fields...

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Anne Morrow Lindbergh

Those fields of daisies we landed on, and dusty fields and desert stretches. Memories of many skies and earths beneath us - many days, many nights of stars.

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Green Fields And Running Brooks

Ho! green fields and running brooks!
Knotted strings and fishing-hooks
Of the truant, stealing down
Weedy backways of the town.

Where the sunshine overlooks,
By green fields and running brooks,
All intruding guests of chance
With a golden tolerance,

Cooing doves, or pensive pair
Of picnickers, straying there--
By green fields and running brooks,
Sylvan shades and mossy nooks!

And--O Dreamer of the Days,
Murmurer of roundelays
All unsung of words or books,
Sing green fields and running brooks!

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