Nature is a temple in which living columns sometimes emit confused words. Man approaches it through forests of symbols, which observe him with familiar glances.
quote by Charles Baudelaire
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Where man has
Where man has conquered nature dies;
We shift some slender-growing pine
From out her own familiar skies
Where-under forests fall and rise,
To pots and gardens, then repine
That where man conquers nature dies.
The atmosphere that round her lies
Bears not the light that used to shine
From out her own familiar skies,
She is a stranger. So our eyes
Run o'er the world and seek a sign!
If where man conquers nature dies
What is our earthly paradise?
Will nature there withhold the wine
That from her own familiar skies
She used to pour? Do we devise
A garden earth and say, in fine,
Where man has conquered nature dies
From out her own familiar skies?
poem by Philip Henry Savage
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Correspondences
Nature is a temple whose living colonnades
Breathe forth a mystic speech in fitful sighs;
Man wanders among symbols in those glades
Where all things watch him with familiar eyes.
Like dwindling echoes gathered far away
Into a deep and thronging unison
Huge as the night or as the light of day,
All scents and sounds and colors meet as one.
Perfumes there are as sweet as the oboe's sound,
Green as the prairies, fresh as a child's caress,
- And there are others, rich, corrupt, profound
And of an infinite pervasiveness,
Like myrrh, or musk, or amber, the excite
The ecstasies of sense, the soul's delight.
poem by Charles Baudelaire
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Confused
I am confused with love and fear.
I am confused with the taste of my tear.
I am confused of where I'll go.
I am confused of what I'll know.
I am confused of whos my family.
I am confused of what makes me happy.
I am confused by what I do.
I am confused of what's true.
I am confused by your touch.
I am confused oh so much.
poem by Jean Pullman
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Prayer XXIII
Then a priestess said, "Speak to us of Prayer."
And he answered, saying:
You pray in your distress and in your need; would that you might pray also in the fullness of your joy and in your days of abundance.
For what is prayer but the expansion of yourself into the living ether?
And if it is for your comfort to pour your darkness into space, it is also for your delight to pour forth the dawning of your heart.
And if you cannot but weep when your soul summons you to prayer, she should spur you again and yet again, though weeping, until you shall come laughing.
When you pray you rise to meet in the air those who are praying at that very hour, and whom save in prayer you may not meet.
Therefore let your visit to that temple invisible be for naught but ecstasy and sweet communion.
For if you should enter the temple for no other purpose than asking you shall not receive.
And if you should enter into it to humble yourself you shall not be lifted:
Or even if you should enter into it to beg for the good of others you shall not be heard.
It is enough that you enter the temple invisible.
I cannot teach you how to pray in words.
God listens not to your words save when He Himself utters them through your lips.
And I cannot teach you the prayer of the seas and the forests and the mountains.
But you who are born of the mountains and the forests and the seas can find their prayer in your heart,
And if you but listen in the stillness of the night you shall hear them saying in silence,
"Our God, who art our winged self, it is thy will in us that willeth.
It is thy desire in us that desireth.
It is thy urge in us that would turn our nights, which are thine, into days which are thine also.
We cannot ask thee for aught, for thou knowest our needs before they are born in us:
Thou art our need; and in giving us more of thyself thou givest us all."
poem by Khalil Gibran
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The Gifts of Life and Pollution
Nature's gifts are sunny beaches,
Nature's gifts are rocky mountains,
Nature's gifts are vast oceans,
Nature's gifts are the tranquil colors in the rainbow,
Nature's gifts are rain forests,
Nature's gift is life.
Our gifts are oceans filled with toxins,
Our gifts are global warming,
Our gifts are deserted forests,
Our gifts are killed animals,
Our gifts are serious diseases,
Our gift is pollution.
poem by Melanie Jackson
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Quatrain #224 - If the body is the Temple of God
If the body is the Temple of God then the inner chamber is a pure loving heart;
the thoughts of the mind the steps to the altar, the fires of devotion are the art.
Our field of activity is the Temple grounds, how we relate to each other the fellowship;
living in tune with God is our communion, sacrificing our false nature the true worship.
poem by George Krokos
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Total Consumption
We rely on symbols—caricatures
Designed for mass-seduction and allure.
We blindly believe in our avatars,
Surmising possibilities that are
Perversions of our pragmatic nature.
The frozen imagery literature
Provides us exists only to obscure
Our acknowledgement—to drift us afar.
We rely on symbols.
Because society cannot secure
The spectacles of our still immature
Thoughts, we embellish these facets that mar
Enjoyment with what could exceed the stars—
A compensation for corporature.
We rely on symbols.
poem by Tim Stensloff
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Flowers never emit so sweet and strong a fragrance as before a storm. When a storm approaches thee, be as fragrant as a sweet-smelling flower.
quote by Jean Paul Richter
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In Her Autumn
without trembling,
without resistance,
in the autumn,
every autumn,
year after year,
a tree offers up its living adornment –
that which it has given birth to, nurtured,
and seen transform for the past six months.
and you can see the wisdom of her perfect surrender in her face,
the character lines
of seasons spent living,
giving to Nature,
drawn out across her bark.
And I know a Woman
whose face is deep with meaning,
radiating nature’s beauty,
simple, solid, stalwart.
She gives of her strength and solace
to anyone who approaches Her;
And in her Autumn,
Her dress will fall,
and she will surrender completely
to that which God wills, to that which must come to all.
poem by Marc Mannheimer
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Chimpanzee [trailer 2]
A nature documentary centered on a family of chimps living in the Ivory Coast and Ugandan rain forests
from Chimpanzee (2012)
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Chimpanzee
A nature documentary centered on a family of chimps living in the Ivory Coast and Ugandan rain forests
from Chimpanzee (2013)
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where does God live?
God does not live in Rome
the Pope and the celibates are there
and they are too many
too crowded
and very intelligent
sometimes i honestly ask
if they are still generous and holy
or if they still have the hands
that stretch
to the poorest of the poor
sometimes i am confused
and disappointed
but then sometimes too
i look inside
my being
open my heart
and there i see God living in there
speaking to me
Do not fear Do not be confused
Do not look for me somewhere else
Do not travel too far
I am just right here
Resting in your heart
sometimes hiding from the crowd
sometimes taking tme to be silent from so much noise
sometimes sleeping because I am so tired
and so here I am
amazed to my God dwelling inside my heart
my body as his temple
my eyes as the windows of his soul
on this theological revolution
my soul rests my ears listen
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Be angry
It is a pleasure to emit one’s anger.
It is a pleasure to emit one’s bladder.
Both must have a toilet for the outlet.
Else they will burst and spoil and soil.
27.11.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Interpretations for M lady Marcy
We are confused by our odd dreams
when nothing is quite as it seems.
Though dreams may be our minds at play.
Sometimes they can show us the way.
High light the pitfalls and the snares
we might fall into unawares.
The dreaming mind can see ahead
along the future path we tread.
But dreams use symbols to convey
their message in a concealed way.
If we can learn to recognise
what every symbol signifies.
Then we have solved the mystery
and can walk on confidently.
Quite sure we can avoid the traps
Which lie in wait for us perhaps.
But first we have to learn to read
the symbols if we would succeed.
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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To the unknown builder of the Cathedral of Cologne
Unknown great Master! whose creative thought
Is here inscribed, though from Fame's shining scroll
Thy name is lost, this wondrous dome is fraught
With the expression of thy reverent soul.
Immortal, in each curve and line inwrought;
As in the vast, harmonious, perfect whole:
We see buttress, tower, and pinnacle that reach
In forests of great columns, towering high,
With deep grooved arches interlacing each,
Lift their bold outlines dark against the sky.
It rises like a vision in mid-air, indeed
A temple meet for a divine abode;
The embodied symbol of man's highest creed;
A symphony in stone; a thought of God.
poem by Anne Lynch Botta from Poems (1848)
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Nature is a noise maker
Nature is a noise maker
A whirl wind in the sand
Nature is never violent
Nature is breath
And heart beat of man dancing
Down the living lane
Mindful of being man
Nature is to eat and
Be bating in turn
Nature is living off itself
Eating itself alive.
poem by David E. Patton
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Nature mother
That may remain so
As the time may pass and go
Nothing worthwhile may come
No change may take place to welcome
No one can offer change
As we have nothing to manage
We want quick and instant result
Nature has lost its galore largely built
We need to nurture
For our habitat with nature
We are destroying its core
Some precaution is needed therefore
We may last so long nature is strong
Preserve her and you may never go wrong
Earth is fine refuge for all of us
Let us preserve her with full trust
Natural resources may dry up
We may have show as flop
There will be no stop
For our greed to stop
I wish green forests
Let them remain expanded as best
Nature is friendly for all
Let us respond positively to the call
We will flourish and prosper
Along with mother earth and whisper
Oh, god you are so merciful and kind
Give us courage not to go blind
We shall strive hard to preserve
What is necessary to observe
We shall vow no to deforest the land
As they have stood by us as true friend
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Time For Words
The time of my end approaches
As the words of my soul have unleashed
Their meaningful worries and delights
For everybody in this living age.
I once found miseries, and more profound
Worries, after the period of doubt.
But words picked my heart with claws
As I worried less of distinction and cure.
To foresee is a look of happiness,
Finding time is happiness for all,
Yet insight is with the tongue
So the words will bite the very heart.
poem by Naveed Akram
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For under certain conditions the chemical atoms emit light waves of a specific length or oscillation frequency - their familiar characteristic spectra - and these can come in the form of electromagnetic waves only from accelerated electric quanta.
quote by Johannes Stark
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A Great Wonder Nature Is!
Sky, sea, mountains, falls, rivers, forests and fields;
Trees, leaves, flowers, fruits, bees, flies and birds;
Fish, reptiles, animals and men form living beings.
They are all creations of Nature created by God;
Naturally no doubt a great wonder Nature is ever!
Of all the beings man only has advanced by mind
And he feels a separate entity away from Nature
Due to attachment to body, matter and mind ever!
Galaxies, stars, planets and moon are boon of universe;
All pervading spirit is acting everything everywhere;
Nature is the matter It has created to do all wonders!
Man controls energy to do mechanical work by machines;
With materials he does all what is not naturally possible;
Yet, Nature’s wonders he cannot achieve by art or science!
poem by Ramesh T A
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