Tao's A Verb
eastern sages say
good evil
pleasure pain
all extremes
experience same,
implying thereby
balance is better
than wherever
we happen to be
right now.
a reason
i suppose
one sometimes spots
eastern sages chuckling
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Statues Of Sages
Some statues of sages are requested
For the staying is theirs.
Caught by the realm, we provide a problem
For the stationary sort of creatures.
Sages command me further than me,
They write according to paintings,
Their amusements reveal us as we speak.
Understand the men who accomplish
And their survival is needed by the few.
Reading books of authority
We as statues are also sages.
poem by Naveed Akram

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In the steps of Rumi 83: Watch and pray..
Sages of the east say,
the first cry of the new-born baby
and the last breath of the dying
together make up the divine Name..
in the meantime...
remember, and listen..
sages of the west say,
birds fly, fishes swim, and man prays..
remember what it was
you should be praying for;
listen for the answer...
maybe a sage will pass tomorrow;
maybe you'll be at the window.
Sages like questions;
never enough.
poem by Michael Shepherd

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One impulse from a vernal wood May teach you more of man, Of moral evil and of good, Than all the sages can.
quote by William Wordsworth

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Eastern Star
Today when I walk outside in the streets
I walked in the east direction
And I stop for a while just so that I could catch my breath once again
But at the same time I decided to take a look at the sky
And I was so speachless when I saw the eastern star here inthe sky at Home
And after that i continue to watch the eastern star when I started to walk
Again and I noticed that the eastern star was folowing me above in the Sky at home
poem by Aldo Kraas

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Psalm 97 part 2
v.6-9
L. M.
Christ's incarnation.
The Lord is come; the heav'ns proclaim
His birth; the nations learn his name;
An unknown star directs the road
Of eastern sages to their God.
All ye bright armies of the skies,
Go, worship where the Savior lies;
Angels and kings before him bow,
Those gods on high and gods below.
Let idols totter to the ground,
And their own worshippers confound
But Judah shout, but Zion sing,
And earth confess her sovereign King.
poem by Isaac Watts

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Consolation
O but there is wisdom
In what the sages said;
But stretch that body for a while
And lay down that head
Till I have told the sages
Where man is comforted.
How could passion run so deep
Had I never thought
That the crime of being born
Blackens all our lot?
But where the crime's committed
The crime can be forgot.
poem by William Butler Yeats

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The Story Of Seven Sages-Prica O Sedam Mudraca
millions of breathings in an anxious breath
seven sages were given
seven drops of waiting
seven drops of hope
seven sages were given
three warm kisses
three gentle touches
seven sages were given
and one though only in endless admiration
Inexpressibility fingers sculptured life
mirijade disanja u tjeskobi daha
sedmorici mudraca neko je dao
sedam kapi čekanja
sedam kapi nadanja
sedmorici mudraca neko je dao
tri topla poljupca
tri meka dodira
sedmorici mudraca neko je dao
i samo jednu misao u beskraju divljenja
sedmorici mudraca neko je da
Život je izvajan prstima Neizrecivosti
poem by Miroslava Odalovic

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Sages
Sages mark with pens a scribe’s thought,
Masking their mighty thinking and philosophy
And producing scholarship to ruin a devil’s jest.
Scholars are bending the rules
And failing the test of success
For they hasten to their graves
Due to deadly words and deeds.
Their wishes are sounding notes of music,
And the written word has been shown
Always by sages.
poem by Naveed Akram

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Though sages may pour out their wisdom's treasure, there is no sterner moralist than pleasure.
quote by Lord Byron

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Our sages of blessed memory have said that we must not enjoy any pleasure in this world without reciting a blessing.
quote by Shmuel Y. Agnon

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The whole object of the Prophets and the Sages was to declare that a limit is set to human reason where it must halt.
quote by Maimonides

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A Poet Leaving Athens
Speak not too ill of me, Athenian friends!
Nor ye, Athenian sages, speak too ill!
From others of all tribes am I secure.
I leave your confines: none whom you caress,
Finding me hungry and athirst, shall dip
Into Cephisos the grey bowl to quench
My thirst, or break the horny bread, and scoop
Stiffly around the scanty vase, wherewith
To gather the hard honey at the sides,
And give it me for having heard me sing.
Sages and friends! a better cause remains
For wishing no black sail upon my mast.
'Tis, friends and sages! lest, when other men
Say words a little gentler, ye repent,
Yet be forbidden by stern pride to share
The golden cup of kindness, pushing back
Your seats, and gasping for a draught of scorn.
Alas! shall this too, never lackt before,
Be, when you most would crave it, out of reach?
Thus on the plank, now Neptune is invoked,
I warn you of your peril: I must live,
And ye, O friends, howe'er unwilling, may.
poem by Walter Savage Landor

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Ancient Season
eastern wind blows kissing plants
feeling something new but memorable
it is a brand-new day and way
I have never met you but there is something memorable
I rethink what it is
I felt myself being in a long winter
someone said
When winter comes, something good would come along next
eastern wind blows me again
take all the things considered
watching all trees covered in pink
sitting under one of the trees
the wind comes provoking me into rethinking of what is going on
what must be spring
Gaiety
The gayest songs of the morning
As the mist hangs over the hills,
For they dance, and they dance, in the Eastern world
While humanity pays its bills.
For the song of the Moonlight Sonata,
And the frost on the snow-white fields,
Oh! they dance, and they dance in the Eastern world,
While the yellow harvest yields.
The gayest songs of the morning
Forever the world goes round,
While the clock ticks by on the mantelpiece.
And the birds in the trees make a sound,
For ever and ever all nature sings,
While the lark up above doth soar on its wings,
And they dance, and they dance in the Eastern world
The gayest songs of they morning.
poem by Peter Buss

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I suppose more than anything, it's the way of life in this part of the country that influences my writing. In Eastern North Carolina, with the exception of Wilmington, most people live in small towns.
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But unlike European countries, America has never finished a map of the United States, only the eastern United States is covered and a few spots here and there.
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Truth
Truthful words are not necessarily beautiful.
Beautiful words are not necessarily truth.
Sages do not argue.
Those who argue are not sages.
Those who have true knowledge
Are different from those with book knowledge.
Those who have book knowledge
Are not wise.
(extracted from Tao Te Ching, chapter 81)
poem by Lawrence Hiung

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To consider only one other such witness: the followers of the Buddha have at least as much right to appeal to individual and social experience in support of the authority of the Eastern saviour.
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The Pessimist
You that have snarled through the ages, take your answer and go -
I know your hoary question, the riddle that all men know.
You have weighed the stars in a balance, and grasped the skies in a span:
Take, if you must have answer, the word of a common man.
Deep in my life lies buried one love unhealed, unshriven,
One hunger still shall haunt me - yea, in the streets of heaven;
This is the burden, babbler, this is the curse shall cling,
This is the thing I bring you; this is the pleasant thing.
'Gainst you and all your sages, no joy of mine shall strive,
This one dead self shall shatter the men you call alive.
My grief I send to smite you, no pleasure, no belief,
Lord of the battered grievance, what do you know of grief?
I only know the praises to heaven that one man gave,
That he came on earth for an instant, to stand beside a grave,
The peace of a field of battle, where flowers are born of blood.
I only know one evil that makes the whole world good.
Beneath this single sorrow the globe of moon and sphere
Turns to a single jewel, so bright and brittle and dear
That I dread lest God should drop it, to be dashed into stars below.
You that have snarled through the ages, take your answer and go.
poem by G.K. Chesterton from The Wild Knight and Other Poems (1900)

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Worried About Work
A fact of worry instils fear in the scholar,
Opening the volumes of worry conquers.
Let scholars love the stars of scholarship,
Justice will prevail from the heavens due to this.
An anxious reply to the jester is not scholarly,
A good student is of the best authority.
A worried look in his eyes suggests his cleverness,
But then evil uproots the warrior, the soldier of sages.
poem by Naveed Akram

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