The fabled musk deer searches the world over for the source of the scent which comes from itself.
quote by Ramakrishna
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Globalization has changed us into a company that searches the world, not just to sell or to source, but to find intellectual capital - the world's best talents and greatest ideas.
quote by Jack Welch
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I Burst Into Laughter
I burst into laughter
whenever I hear
that the fish is thirsty in water.
Without the knowledge of Self
people just wander to Mathura or to Kashi
like the musk-deer unaware
of the scent in his navel,
goes on running forest to forest.
In water is the lotus plant
and the plant bears flowers
and on the flowers are the bees buzzing.
Likewise all yogis and mendicants
and all those who have renounced comforts,
are on here and hereafter and the nether world -
contemplating.
Friend, the Supreme Indestructible Being,
on whom thousands of sages meditate
and even Brahma, Vishnu and Mahesh,
really resides within one's self.
Though He is near, He appears far away -
and that is what makes one disturbed;
says Kabir, listen, O wise one,
by Guru alone is the confusion curbed.
Source Of Confort
God is a source of energy
God is a source of light
God is a source of love
God is a source of peace
God is a source of comfort
God is a source of hope
God is a source of freedom
God is a source of praise
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Sonnet- You Must Struggle To Achieve Great Things
The greatest men were born in humblest ways;
The birth of Jesus is an example;
Achievers great have had their troubled days;
Yet, any record, you can well trample.
The most exotic of Orchids is found,
Deep in jungles, no man has ev'r set foot;
The most beautiful pearl makes you dumb-found,
But is got from near deepest sea-plant root.
The best scent on earth is from the Musk –deer;
A gold-nugget is got deep in a mine;
And huge diamonds can't be got very near,
For oil, you drill thro’ the bottom of brine.
The priceless things in life are scarcely found;
Unless, you dig a lot into the ground.
poem by John Celes
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A Horse For Dinner
A horse A horse
My kingdom for a horse,
A horse A horse
For the main course
Muscles of might
Pulled so tight,
A body of organs
All for a meal
Why a horse?
Why not a deer?
A horse does the work,
A deer will just peer
A horse is strong
a deer has no uses,
so there for a deer
suffers the abuses
Condemned is a deer
as from the day it's born,
until the day it dies
and its meaty flesh torn
So why a horse
if a deer has no uses?
because I am a man
Who too, has suffered too many abuses
poem by John McAdam
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In The Air
Like fresh blossoming flowers on a spring day.
Her scent is in the air.
Like the smell of rain right before it pours down.
Her scent is in the air.
Like the aroma of a hot apple pie cooling on the window seal.
Her scent is in air.
I try to cover my nose with my shirt
but her scent seeps right through it.
It is in the air.
I try fanning it away
but the more I fan the stronger her scent lofts in the air.
I decide not to fight it anymore and I inhale her scent.
It first suffocates me but then it sustains me.
To me her scent is love and it is
In the air.
A Blank Sheet
pick the crayons
and color
those empty spaces
on the clean
sheet of paper
beside you
under your
lamp shade
tonight
draw the rainbows
in your mountains
sprinkle it with rain
make the clouds
blue and fill the
rivers with the color
of its waters
sing a tune
give your world
a beautiful sound
spray some perfume
on that paper
to give your world
the scent of musk
and muffin
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The eye searches for shapes. It searches for a beginning, a middle, and an end.
quote by John Charles Polanyi
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Readers
Wormed,
I have died many times in this life;
Dragged,
I have suffered many times in this life;
But my readers will learn from me like the sea of love,
For, i am with the works of peace in this world.
Readers, reed, read, dear, deer, ear, ears, are, red;
Now i feel safe with you,
But the level of your love stems out from your hearts! !
Readers, sad, rare, dare, sear, seer, see, sea, as;
And like the muse of your love!
For, it comes out straight from the heart.
Readers,
My source of pleasure;
Readers,
The source of my hope;
But, forgivde me if i have wronged you,
For the acts of your total power is like the loyal soldier!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Save the deer
Tigers are there; deer are there.
Tigers eat deer and deer exist.
Guilt is the tiger and adultery, the deer.
Adultery will not go extinct.
25.03.2000, Palakkad
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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It seems to me that the natural world is the greatest source of excitement; the greatest source of visual beauty; the greatest source of intellectual interest. It is the greatest source of so much in life that makes life worth living.
quote by David Attenborough
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It must always be remembered that what the Constitution forbids is not all searches and seizures, but unreasonable searches and seizures.
quote by Potter Stewart
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My Flower
A scent lingering in the
room
has led me to this very bloom.
A scent so fragrant,
A scent so grand,
A scent so strong it could
spread across the land.
A shade of golden-brown
is something that will not make me frown.
A flower so beautiful,
a flower that's for me
makes me bend on this very
knee.
The allure, scent, and attraction
is enough to control my very
action.
Don't worry, she's not only your flower,
she's my flower.
poem by Casey Jarrell
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The Scent Of Another Men
The scent of another men
Revenge
The scent of another men
Money and more money
The scent of another men
Money is his God
The scent of another men
No friends but enemies
The scent of another men
More misery than ever
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Source Of Infection
Hey!
Alright!
Whoo! how bout cha now,
Come on
Oh yeah!
Dig it!
Thats right.
Is everybody ready?
Lets go!
Up and down, around and round
In and out
Crank it, blow out
Ouch
Help me
Flip on over
Oh baby, you know what I like
She choked the chain, she got the hook
Cant get away
Fever starts to climb, reaching 105 (degrees)
I think I need a shot of your love
Love, love is the source
Love, love is the source of infection
Hey eddie
Say what
Thats what Im talkin about
Wax it down now
Ready, set, go!
Love, love is the source
Love, love is the source
Love, love, love, love is the source
Love, love is the source
song performed by by Van Halen
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Here and Now
I adore your loveliness
Within the boundaries
Of my ordinary eyes,
Within the bound
Of an unbound ocean,
Within the reach
Of a receding horizon.
I hear your words of beauty
Within the audible range
Of my mortal ears,
For your words reverberate
Long after you speak
On the inner walls of my soul.
I smell your passionate breath
With the certitude
Of an irrepressible jasmine,
For I am not the Himalayan deer
To be misled by my own musk.
I love you
With the immediacy
Of here and how,
For I know not
What lies beyond
Or beneath.
A Truth Of My Soul
i am a rageful boy who seeks a source of joy
i wonder why god has touched my life
i hear the bawling of a thousand days
i see a light being pushed away
i want to find a lord's forgiveness
i am a rageful boy who seeks a source of joy
i pretend to hold up a 50,000 pound truck when it is hanging from wires
i feel sad when the gates open to one of my own
i touch their hearts for one last time
i worry about the unending flame
i cry when the stairway to heaven is shown
i am a rageful boy who seeks a source of joy
i understand deception is satinic and sinful
i say the lord will not deceive
i dream of a world in peace
i try to recall the days of serenity
i hope i will live to see a warless world
i am a rageful boy who seeks a source of joy
poem by Bob Sujdak
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Morning Rain
A slight rain comes, bathed in dawn light.
I hear it among treetop leaves before mist
Arrives. Soon it sprinkles the soil and,
Windblown, follows clouds away. Deepened
Colors grace thatch homes for a moment.
Flocks and herds of things wild glisten
Faintly. Then the scent of musk opens across
Half a mountain -- and lingers on past noon.
Morning Rain
A slight rain comes, bathed in dawn light.
I hear it among treetop leaves before mist
Arrives. Soon it sprinkles the soil and,
Windblown, follows clouds away. Deepened
Colors grace thatch homes for a moment.
Flocks and herds of things wild glisten
Faintly. Then the scent of musk opens across
Half a mountain -- and lingers on past noon.
I remember!
I remember your smell.. the sweet scent of musk.
I remember your sound.. High black boots, click, click click.
I remember your eyes... The look of concern.
I remember your passion... passing on your strengths
Oh Momma I remember and I miss you so.
poem by Vonda Overlie
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