In every walk with nature one receives far more than he seeks.
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In The Quietness of The Moment
In my thoughts –mind in stress
In my thoughts - self seeks rest
Heart - seeks solace
Heart - receives brief succor
I and me -shared insight
I and myself –anew a few
Soul, I, partner, and
'complete themselves in one another'
6/1/2010
[Written during a time of distress that loaned me a quiet moment before taking it back]
poem by Almedia Knight Oliver
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From Our Every Walk In Nature
From our every walk in Nature we learn every day
And though many of her secrets from us she hides away
She often does surprise us she always surprises me
And every day in Nature there's something new to see
Some of the birds of Nature we know them by their song
The white backed magpie and the blackbird and the pied currawong
Sparrows chirping on the bushes as on the path you walk along
Yes even by their voices one should not get them wrong
I've learned much from Nature and my wonder of her grow
And yet so little of her ways I know that I do know
Yet in my every walk in Nature and they've not been a few
I never fail to feel amazed and learn something new
The honeyeaters chirping on the flowering bushes by the pathway
And for a walk in Nature it is a pleasant day.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Wants- sex definer
A confident woman, the man seeks.
An intelligent man, the woman seeks.
A good-featured woman, the man seeks.
A good-natured man, the woman seeks.
A modest woman, the man seeks.
An intellectual man, the woman seeks.
A virtuous woman, the man seeks.
A chivalrous man, the woman seeks.
Be graceful, women!
Be brave, men!
06.05.99
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Country Walking
I walked a league and o'er the moor;
I walked and walked as ne’er before,
And on to walk from dale to hill
And on again to claim the thrill.
Behold! that walking does for me:
The senses heightened, mind of glee,
While rolling vistas pass me by
To swell the heart, enthrall the eye.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009
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Man cannot be reined.
He seeks another, still younger.
He seeks another, still fresher.
He seeks another, still cuter.
No woman can rein her husband.
04.02.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The house that receives no guests, never receives angels.
Where Lies Bliss?
Nature, music and love are great in life
A poet and mystic of high nature loves!
Spiritually satisfying Nature he enjoys
Like a free flying bird in this world...!
Whatever comforts one gets in the world
The sense of satisfaction and joy is unique
Each one tries to find in quest of truth
In art, woman and Nature all life forever!
The solace and comfort he seeks he gets
For sure mostly in Nature when all fails!
The expression of such a unique experience
In poems endless he lives forever to guide all!
One's time will have an end one day but
What he does by his art only gives bliss!
poem by Ramesh T A
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All My Brothers
I walk with my brother the Christian,
But I do not believe as he, I am not his Christian brother.
I walk with my brother the Jew,
Not born to his name, I am not his brother.
I walk with my brother the Muslim,
Infidel to him, he does not call me his brother.
They know only their god, not one that I can know.
I walk with my brother the Hindu.
We are love and all are one.
I walk with my brother the Buddhist
He has known me in our past family
I walk with my brother the Taoist
We are on this path but for a moment.
They know god and I am he.
I walk with my brother the Shaman,
He sees the animal spirit within me.
I walk with my brother the Pagan,
He knows only the nature from which we come.
I walk with my brother the Tribesman,
He finds my place with his people.
They know of god in everything.
I walk with my brother the deer
He watches me with curiosity
I walk with my brother the crane,
He wonders if I can catch him.
I walk with my brother the serpent,
He sees me as warmth.
They know nothing of God.
poem by R.L. Ohlhausen
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Thirteen Lines
A brain peered through stoic eyes;
Yet all it saw was rendered into
Flawed interpretation –
No honoured contemplation of a
Gluon, muon, quark of any flavour;
Nor a vision or conception of its world
Within a universe anthropic in its physical laws,
Inside a boundless multiverse.
All it gleaned and modelled
Bore parochialism well beyond belief! –
Delusional perhaps.
Survival only matters here on planet Earth –
Evolution saw to that.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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Losers seeks the gainers
Wealth, health and the might
A man spends to seek a woman.
A loser.
A woman in turn to her delight
Receives all but never seeks.
A gainer.
To lose to pursue or to pursue to lose
Is the mystery of lust.
05.09.2000, Pkmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Palm
Interior of the hand. Sole that has come to walk
only on feelings. That faces upward
and in its mirror
receives heavenly roads, which travel
along themselves.
That has learned to walk upon water
when it scoops,
that walks upon wells,
transfiguring every path.
That steps into other hands,
changes those that are like it
into a landscape:
wanders and arrives within them,
fills them with arrival.
poem by Rainer Maria Rilke
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Nature’s Red Dirt Touch
There’s nothing quite like
A walk on nature’s red dirt trail
So much beauty we touch
So many stories to tell
A meadow of spring flowers
Cheerful with their shade of yellow
A longhorn out in the field
Oh, what a handsome fellow
A barn faded and worn with age
Still able to stand up through time
We continue down red dirt roads
So many of nature’s treasures to find
And then we see in out in a field
Beautiful Elk gracing peacefully
Yes, a nature walk is something
That we all need to see
So when you have some time
To put aside your work and such
Put on some comfortable shoes
And enjoy nature’s red dirt touch!
poem by Marilyn Lott
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Gaia’s Plan
Please, don’t sweep the leaves away –
Their essence gives to life’s decay.
Never hack the flowers down –
Their colours bless the laughing clown.
Now why the mowing of the lawn?
The severed grass will lie forlorn.
Let our flora live undressed,
Or under Man, will toil repressed!
I, the tree of standing still –
Erect and proud, and stout of will,
Aglow with motley bark of earth –
Advance my roots for all they’re worth,
Internalising Nature’s bowels
To snag the devil, tweak his jowls
And pull his hairs from whence they grow!
I’ll destroy his pagan show
Of Homo sapiens’ disrespect!
The humble ape must reconnect
With Gaia’s plan!
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Sonnet: On Conversions On Earth
Each man seeks better things in his lifetime!
So is a search for God, a thing most prime;
It is the basic freedom of all men,
To freely practise their choice religion.
When food, shelter, clothing, wisdom are got,
Man seeks a perfect environmental slot;
And when his ambitions have been attained,
Man wants to really realize God.
With poverty wiped and a literate mind,
Tranquility in Nature, man will find;
He discards those religions, weak/ lifeless,
And takes up one more meaningful/ selfless!
Thus, conversion is a predestined one,
And that of souls is by God’s mercy ‘lone!
poem by John Celes
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The way of the Creative works through change and transformation, so that each thing receives its true nature and destiny and comes into permanent accord with the Great Harmony: this is what furthers and what perseveres.
quote by Alexander Pope
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Gandhiji Seeks Freedom
Bartered for violence, corruption, liquor....
Gandhiji seeks Freedom
Freedom from the heart of currency notes!
Quoted by politics, history, culture....
Gandhiji seeks Freedom
Freedom from the mouth of hypocrisies!
Showcased in squares, in buildings, in cites....
Gandhiji seeks Freedom
Freedom from the eyes of his crucifiers!
Masqueraded by every Tom, Dick and Harry
Gandhiji seeks Freedom
Freedom from the hands of his deceitful dupes!
I Will Walk With You
Cover your heart, put on your mask
Dance with me slowly, is all that I ask
What is the hardest, falling or not
Knowing just where to begin or start
I will walk, I will walk, with you
I will walk with you
Lay down beside me, tell me your dreams
The view from inside is not what it seems
But no one will hurt you, not like before
Your last thread of forgiveness wont reach the door, noooo
I will walk, I will walk, with you
I will walk with you
I will walk, I will walk, with you
I will walk with you
I will walk, I walk with you
Pull up the curtains
Watch the night fall
Who has the answers when nobody calls
Now rely on fury, blame the sun rise last
Cause I was in love with you, but I cant change the past
I will walk, I will walk with you
I will walk with you (with you)
I will walk, I will walk with you
I will walk with you
song performed by by Sheryl Crow
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Stance on Faith
Faith seeks to follow Him
Even through darkest night
And brightest daylight
Faith seeks to do His will
Though contrary to commonsense
And all sound judgment
Faith seeks veracity
And not reasons
Faith stands steadfast
On God’s declaration
poem by Oyekake Satty Joshua
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Unplanted Land
Unplanted Land
Things made by man never impressed me, but the fallow land,
where I live, which is going back to nature’s way does impress.
On my walks I see how each plant strive towards the light, one
may say, as man seeks god, but here it is not about being better
or more powerful, it’s just nature. That’s way I see Eifel tower
as a symbol of power, pride and vanity. But in the back of my
mind an unpleasant thought arises: could it be that wars are
a natural cause? Nature’s way of insuring that only the strong
survives? That peace is like fallow land, beautiful but useless?
poem by Oskar Hansen
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My Time Given Seeks No Reward
A stain has been left on it.
A path I pave.
I suspect someone,
Has taken it for granted.
Believing it easy...
To chase me away!
My time given,
Seeks no reward.
Footprints are all over it.
And trashed by disrespect.
Although none of this was expected...
I accept this with regret.
My time given,
Seeks no reward.
To move forward is a personal quest.
Obstacles challenge.
And they will be faced...
With the best from me,
Unseen yet!
My time given,
Seeks no reward.
I am not motivated,
By spotlight!
Or applause.
Nor am I awed,
By my own accomplishments.
Those things done...
Are released.
Not stored.
My time given,
Seeks no reward.
I continue to be 'me'...
Even when I am ignored.
I choose to adventure.
I choose to explore.
And in 'this' time given,
I do not seek to reach for reward.
My mission is not to sit with impatience.
Or wait for an approval...
Until I am bored.
My time given,
Seeks no reward.
Nor do I rush to aboard a ship,
Not of my accord!
To agree or reconcile with to fit!
My time given,
Seeks no reward.
And I will not investigate,
The slithering movements...
Done to deceive by a snake.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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