Man's true nature being lost, everything becomes his nature; as, his true good being lost, everything becomes his good.
quote by Blaise Pascal
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Lost in nature
Today
I'm sitting here in the Nature
and i'm
lost in its beauty
and in its silence
and in the serenity
and in its simplicity.
.
I'm
lost in the winter chilling breeze
lost in its swiftness
.
lost in the twirling mountains
lost in its unimaginable heights
.
lost in the blue oceans
lost in its fatal depth
.
lost in the moving birds
lost in the freedom they share
.
lost in the drowning fishes
lost in their unique quality of surviving underwater
.
lost in the blessed trees
lost in their old ages
.
lost in the serenity
lost in the search of my lord my saviour.
.
I don't know which way i'm going and where will it lead
but the way which goes through nature will definitely not make me bleed
i'm lost and i want to be lost in nature
cause its leading to
'THE INNER ME'.
poem by Shivani Misra
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You Say Your God
You say your god is the one true god of that how would you know
For that your god is the one true god what proof have you to show
If others say their god is the one true god does that mean they are wrong?
If there is any god at all to god all does belong
Apart from Nature i do not believe in a god does this mean i am bad
Or that I'm one of the Earthly damned or in some way strange or mad?
Those without visible proof who believe in god must be greater than me
I look towards the sky for signs of god but clouds i only see
But mine just the opinions of a misguided one
Who will not be remembered for anything good he has done
A cynical old fellow who questions almost everything
'Tis only of the Nature Goddess he only ever sing
And when you say your god is the one true god that is your point of view
But why condemn those who believe quite differently to you.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Too Good To Be True
Her imagination ran wild
Could this really happen to me?
She could barely hold back the tears
It was too good to be true
It was too good to be true
It was too good to be true
Everything that shed waited for
Everything that shed dared to dream
Suddenly was outside her door
It was too good to be true
It was too good to be true
It was too good to be true
There was no talk of giving in
And just as hope was wearing thin
Her eyes were like a child again
Too good to be true
Morning on the outskirts of town
Sitting in the traffic alone
You dont know what it means to be free
It was too good to be true
song performed by by Tom Petty
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In Harmony with Nature
"In Harmony with Nature?" Restless fool,
Who with such heat dost preach what were thee,
When true, the last impossibility—
To be like Nature strong, like Nature cool!
Know, man hath all which Nature hath, but more,
And in that more lie all his hopes of good.
Nature is cruel, man is sick of of blood;
Nature is stubborn, man would fain adore;
Nature is fickle, man hath need of rest;
Nature forgives no debt, and fears no grave;
Man would be mild, and with safe conscience blest.
Man must begin, know this, where Nature ends;
Nature and man can never be fast friends.
Fool, if thou canst not pass her, rest her slave!
poem by Matthew Arnold from Sonnets (1849)
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My First Poem
I lost somewhere before u dream,
I lost somewhere before u dream.
D day u dream d day I lost,
D day u dream d day I lost
Its d day d dream come true
I lost in woods d fire beneath
Dreaming the eyes d dream come true,
D day u dream d day I lost,
I lost in world d world of souls,
No matter what u wear, what u eat,
It only matters what u did what u think,
I lost somewhere before u dream,
I lost somewhere before u dream.
D day u dream d day I lost,
Opens d heart in soul rest mind,
Opens d sky as a sapphire of life,
No more bondings,
No more relations,
No more feels,
No more heals,
No more limits,
No more hopes,
D day I become an independent being
Its d day d dream come true,
D day u dream d day I lost,
I lost somewhere before u dream,
I lost somewhere before u dream……
poem by Imnt Alive
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Your Relationship With Nature
Your relationship with Nature speaks volumes about you
Do you only see Nature as a means to financial gain or are you one of those who
Love Nature for her beauty and love her wildlife and her trees
And her rivers, lakes and mountains and her fields and flowers and bees?
Your relationship with Nature tells of the sort of person that you are
Do you see Nature's protectors as those who have gone too far
In their dispute with the developer in their fight for every tree
If this be so you support the environmental vandals or so 'twould seem to me?
Your relationship with Nature about you more can say
Than all of your friends and enemies can or so 'twould seem that way
For your apathy to Nature tells of your inner strife
And your attitude to Nature is your attitude to life.
Your relationship with Nature says far more about you
Than anyone else of you can say as their words may not be true
For if you love Mother Nature and with her live in harmony
Then you are working for the good of all of humanity.
poem by Francis Duggan
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After 4 Years?
After 4 years of fighting
I'm lost?
After all dedication for you
I'm lost?
Am I lost in this fight?
It seems likely and true.
After 4 years of loving
I'm lost?
After all of our conversation
I'm lost?
Am I got the lost love?
It seems likely and true.
After these 4 years
What is going to be?
Whether I'm lost or not
It seems likely and true
Your call.
poem by Rudolph Manheim
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The Chronicles Of A Day Stranded In Nature Part 1 The Dirt and Sky
Slowly... so slowly... colors and strange hues dot the sky
Reflected off the dirt...
Which appeared stained by a strange dye
Yet in beauty incarnate, we experience true hurt
In this paradise
Most of us feel like we're in he** with no water or ice
In a plae that looks so nice
We are tortured to do
Many physcial exercises... and mental ones too
Yet in this place resides happiness
But we could do with a less
Pain
But at least our lives have not begun to wain
I guess you could call it safe
Or safe pain numbers...sound off 1,2 sound off 3,4
Lost in nature, lost in a tree
Lost in boot camp stung by mosquito and bee
Runaway- no this is where I want to be
Lost in nature
poem by David Knox
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A Man Who Knows Much About Nature
He has not been to college or uni and for so called success in life he does not have much to show
But about flora and fauna and Nature there is so much he seems to know
He knows all of the trees in the Parkland by the bark or the leaves that they wear
A man who knows much about Nature and for the health of Nature he care.
A man who knows much about nature by their songs the birds he recognize
He like the quiet place in the country far removed from human made noise
In the shadow of a tree by the river the sun shining bright in the sky
Listening to birds singing around him such moments of peace he enjoy.
He like places without man's buildings away from the noise of the street
A quiet place in Nature's own kingdom where the creek and the river meet
Where lark he is soaring and singing as upward and upwards he fly
He has been a student of Nature ever since he was a young school going boy.
A man who knows much about Nature and to Nature he remains true
And Nature needs all of her good friends for Nature's good friends are too few
The weekend finds him in a quiet place on a sunny day sitting by a tree
Near where the creek flows into the river the river that flows to the sea.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Lost in everything
Lost in thought
lost in pain
lost in fear
that you can never retain!
Lost in trouble
lost in grief
lost in heartbreak
that you can never relief!
Lost in sorrow
lost in death
lost in misery
That you can never refresh!
Lost in life
lost in words
lost in everything
That you can never return!
Lost in chaos
lost in peace
lost in burdens
that you can never release!
Because these are the things
we think and feel
through the good and the bad
It's a forever done deal!
poem by Katarina Bowman
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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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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Shadow And Substance
What have we lost with our lost Heaven and Hell?
Have sacred faith and worship come to naught?
Is life no more with noble meaning fraught?
Is it not still a thing ineffable,
Beyond what mind can grasp or tongue may tell —
Beyond all mystery by sages taught,
All greatest wonders by Messiah wrought —
The one first, last, divinest miracle!
Let selfish hopes, with old myths, pass away.
Though creeds must go, the God of all remains,
And more and more His might upholds and awes.
Revealed in Nature's universal laws;
And more and more true love its crown attains,
And our good world grows better day by day.
poem by Ada Cambridge
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A Beauty Natural Is True!
Is beauty woman?
Is beauty Art?
Is beauty Nature?
Man explores beauty
In woman, Art and Nature
To find out true beauty!
Woman makes up herself beautiful;
Art is made up full of beauty;
But Nature is simply natural;
For, Nature is true and simple forever!
So, natural is beautiful
And Nature is true beauty!
poem by Ramesh T A
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All above
Nature is
True...
Or lie...?
Nature is
Lie...
Or true...!
Nature is
Beauty...
or ugly...?
Nature is
ugly...
or beauty...!
Nature is
what...! ! ! !
What is
Nature...? ?
All above nature...
with out un nature...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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I Want To Believe It's You
So many years I've been waiting alone
So many days in blue
Thinking that life maybe passed me by
Then suddenly I found you
And now all of my life seems to change overnight
And I don't know what to do
You say you want to be mine
That it's love this time
I want to believe it's true
I want to believe it's you
It's never easy for me in love
I never can find what I need
I need a lover that's lost but hasn't lost touch
Someone who's lost like me
And then I come on too strong and I play it all wrong
I don't know why I do
But something tells me tonite
That this might be right
I want to believe it's true
I want to believe it's you
Oh...I want to believe it's true
Oh...I want to believe it's you
I keep having this dream that I go through
A man holds me close but I never see who
Babe, can't you see that
I want to believe it's you
It's easy to hide your heart away
It's easy to never choose
I've loved and I've lost and I've lost my way
And now I'm afraid to lose
But when you say that it's right
That it's here tonight
I'm ready to see it, too
Like a prisoner's release
Like a promise of peace
I want to believe it's true
I want to believe it's you
song performed by by Quarterflash
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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GOOD and BAD
There seems to be a discrepancy
about what is good or bad.
It depends upon who you are
and what it is you have had.
Good to some is the nature of things
and how it makes you feel.
Bad to some is how nature sings
because they want to steal
the beauty of it for their own vicious use.
And good to them is all their abuse
to things that grow and things that thrive
and so they apply their ruse.
The thievery of resources for greed and wealth,
The teaching of lies to ruin your health,
The addition of poisons in what you eat,
The killing of wildlife whose lives they cheat,
The excuses for nuclear energy
to power what we could have for free.
So good, bad what does it mean?
Not too much in our everyday scene.
Nature's been taken for granted today.
But always nature will have the last say.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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0376 Self-search
Hey, Self - how do I know that you exist?
Or are you just a word - a useful term
for what we hope our real nature is,
those things about us which we're proud to affirm?
So, can we know you? How to start the search?
A dictionary hardly gives the clue;
Or are you always far beyond our reach?
A mirage always 'too good to be true'?
Or, are you so close known, that we can prove -
by dropping off all that we know we're not -
that what is left is what we are: true love:
that, which we always are; cannot be got.
O Self, you must be all that's true and real:
for without you, we'd never know unreal.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Our Freedom To Choose
Of goodness is human nature
Made of
And to good he must choose
There is no other
Lest he renounces and
Negates humanity
To choose the bad then
Is departure from
What human nature is
Lost, he chooses the
Part not of his whole
He rots, he dies, he becomes
Nothing
To grow and be the good
That he/she is
That is what perfection &
Fulfillment is all about
Man is all about it
For what use is man
Or woman turning to evil
For what purpose will that be
Except his destruction
The total annihilation
Were you born only to
Be destroyed? Were you
Created only to be broken?
You are not. You are meant
To be the perfect self
That always waits you there.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Loser
He lost his money first of all
And losing that is half the story-
And later on he tried a fall
With fate, in things less transitory
He lost his heart-and found it dead-
(His one and only true discovery),
And after that he lost his head,
And lost his chances of recovery.
He lost his honour bit by bit
Until the thing was out of question.
He worried so at losing it,
He lost his sleep and his digestion.
He lost his temper- and for good-
The remnants of his reputation,
His taste in wine, his choice of food,
And then, in rapid culmination,
His certitudes, his sense of truth,
His memory, his self control,
The love that graced his early youth,
And lastly his immortal soul.
poem by Hilaire Belloc
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Two More...
pretensions reflect
as true nature; true nature
forever hidden
thunders roll
promise of shower in summer
all sound and fury!
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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