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I Grant You Ample Leave

"I grant you ample leave
To use the hoary formula 'I am'
Naming the emptiness where thought is not;
But fill the void with definition, 'I'
Will be no more a datum than the words
You link false inference with, the 'Since' & 'so'
That, true or not, make up the atom-whirl.
Resolve your 'Ego', it is all one web
With vibrant ether clotted into worlds:
Your subject, self, or self-assertive 'I'
Turns nought but object, melts to molecules,
Is stripped from naked Being with the rest
Of those rag-garments named the Universe.
Or if, in strife to keep your 'Ego' strong
You make it weaver of the etherial light,
Space, motion, solids & the dream of Time --
Why, still 'tis Being looking from the dark,
The core, the centre of your consciousness,
That notes your bubble-world: sense, pleasure, pain,
What are they but a shifting otherness,
Phantasmal flux of moments? --"

poem by George Eliot
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Dream Weaver

Dream weaver
Ive just closed my eyes again
Climbed aboard the dream weaver train
Driver take away my worries of today
And leave tomorrow behind
Ooh dream weaver
I believe you can get me through the night
Ooh dream weaver
I believe we can reach the morning light
Fly me high through the starry skies
Maybe to an astral plane
Cross the highways of fantasy
Help me to forget todays pain
Ooh dream weaver
I believe you can get me through the night
Ooh dream weaver
I believe we can reach the morning light
Though the dawn may be coming soon
There still may be some time
Fly me away to the bright side of the moon
And meet me on the other side
Ooh dream weaver
I believe you can get me through the night
Ooh dream weaver
I believe we can reach the morning light
Dream weaver
Dream weaver
Dream weaver
- gary wright

song performed by by Reo Speedwagon
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Aurobindo 39-Savitri-Book -2

An appreciation on Savitri
Book II The Book of the Traveller of the Worlds
Canto VI The Kingdoms and Godheads of the Greater Life
Words within inverted commas are Aurobindo's

'This world is her long journey through the night,
The suns and planets lamps to light her road,
Our reason is the confidante of her thoughts,
Our senses are her vibrant witnesses.'
There drawing her signs from things half true, half false,
She labours to replace by realised dreams
The memory of her lost eternity.'
Yes, truth is half true-half false...an enigmatic dogma

'These are her deeds in this huge world-ignorance:
Time is her road of endless pilgrimage.
One mighty passion motives all her works.
Her eternal Lover is her action's cause; '
Her will is to shut God into her works
And keep him as her cherished prisoner
That never they may part again in Time.'
Her action-nucleus, the sole seed of the cosmic Banyan..

'A sumptuous chamber of the spirit's sleep
At first she made, a deep interior room,
Where he slumbers as if a forgotten guest.
But now she turns to break the oblivious spell,
Awakes the sleeper on the sculptured couch; '
'Across a luminous dream of spirit-space
She builds creation like a rainbow bridge
Between the original Silence and the Void.'

'A net is made of the mobile universe;
She weaves a snare for the conscious Infinite.
'There every thought and feeling is an act,
And every act a symbol and a sign,
And every symbol hides a living power'
'Mobile Universe'...a phrase supra-sublime...

............My consciousness this moment,
O'Guru, I'm in awe....in invincible heights
Ineffable Thee embellishing poetic creation
My inquisitive apprehension, erring Thee may opine
May thereso, let Savitri in my self arise
Aroused thereso be knowledge and fortune

poem by Indira Renganathan
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Think Trickles

if u think in trickles
it will just be trickles

thoughts trickling like
a trick
the mind tricks itself
on the trick of
the trickles

think about a rush of
the waters of the rain

think about a mountain
a river
an ocean

think about how wide
can this space be
how high can the sky be
how deep
can this earth be

think about you as a
speck of dust
on this universal hollowness

all things trying to fill
up this vast emptiness

to no avail,
think about you as another
insignificant atom
vibrating in random
with the rest
of this molecular world
always in flux
changing and shifting
and moving

now, u r as humble
as the leaf about to fall
from a twig

now you are as
weak as a fading sun
as gentle as the
waning moon

as silent as the star
about to die

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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What Am I

I am the one that light cannot escape
I rip organic things from atom to atom
I am the beginning and the end
I devour time and worlds

I am death to everything
I was there in the beginning
I will be there when it all ends
I give and then take it all away
I am black as the darkest night

My core is so dense that a teaspoon weights more than the planet earth
I am so strong that light cannot escape me
I am gravity gone wild
I am super and colossal

My hunger cannot be quenched
I am the fire that burns to aches
I feed on all things great and small
I am the harvinger of things to come
I build and then destroy

My vastness cannot be calculated
I spin everything around
I will make you and then break you
I am the darkness

I am all things and everything
You cannot resist my pull
I cannot be overcome
I am death to all stars
I am dynamic in motion

I am the force that makes worlds collide
I bring it all together just to tear it all apart
I have no emotions nor do I have any fears
I give just to take it away again

I am the reaper of matter dark and light
I am futility incarnate
I am fear with a dark heart
I know no compassion

I cannot be reasoned with
I cannot be summarized
My structure cannot be measured conventionally
I am the force that goes bump in the night
I am physics quantum and subatomic
I am the greatest force in nature
What Am I? I am your end

poem by Wilfred Mellers
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New Beginning

The whole worlds broke and it aint worth fixing
Its time to start all over, make a new beginning
Theres too much pain, too much suffering
Lets resolve to start all over make a new beginning
Now dont get me wrong - I love life and living
But when you wake up and look around at everything thats going down -
All wrong
You see we need to change it now, this world with too few happy endings
We can resolve to start all over make a new beginning
Start all over
Start all over
Start all over
Start all over
The world is broken into fragments and pieces
That once were joined together in a unified whole
But now too many stand alone - theres too much separation
We can resolve to come together in the new beginning
Start all over
Start all over
Start all over
Start all over
We can break the cycle - we can break the chain
We can start all over - in the new beginning
We can learn, we can teach
We can share the myths the dream the prayer
The notion that we can do better
Change our lives and paths
Create a new world and
Start all over
Start all over
Start all over
Start all over
The whole worlds broke and it aint worth fixing
Its time to start all over, make a new beginning
Theres too much fighting, too little understanding
Its time to stop and start all over
Make a new beginning
Start all over
Start all over
Start all over
Start all over
We need to make new symbols
Make new signs
Make a new language
With these well define the world
And start all over
Start all over
Start all over
Start all over ...

song performed by by Tracy Chapman
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Artist as verb

Perhaps the world is more grammatical
than grammar: reveals itself, a little coded –
as codes tempt, when grammar hides
under the guise of schoolmaster:

the artist, say, as verb:
as the verb, to be:
luring the mighty subject
beyond all thought, to become
an object we can all enjoy:

the sculptor, deep within his isness,
praying with his chisel
so that Krishna cannot but consent;
entering this stone;

the poet, listening to
the Word behind all words,
charming the spirit of all things
to make all objects sacred in our eyes;

the musician, listening to the silence,
as through his being, pass
worlds of knowledge beyond all words..

we, as heaven’s verb,
watching as subject, object,
make themselves a mirror for each other.
Grammar could be love.

poem by Michael Shepherd
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Two Worlds

Like a dream, my life has gone past me
Taken so soon but love burns so true
Love never ending that shines like the stars in the sky
And I sing but so few can hear me
Words from the heart to set your souls free
Time has no distance deep in love
Know everything goes
Everyone knows theres something beyond us
There is a light believe me
Time turns into dust
Cry if you must
But love is the answer
Bringing two worlds together
Who can see the secrets that bind us?
Back to the earth til love rings so true
Eyes of compassion and tears of a deepening heart
I have seen the pain of a cruel world
And reached out a hand for suffering to ease
Bringing some comfort to the tears
Know everything goes
Everyone knows theres something beyond us
There is a light believe me
Time turns into dust
Cry if you must
But love is the answer
Bringing two worlds together into one
A mountain of flowers and the perfume
Floating so high
Hush and the stillness in a million minds
Know everything goes
Everyone knows theres something beyond us
There is a light believe me
Time turns into dust
Cry if you must
But love is the answer
Bringing two worlds together into one

song performed by by Cliff Richard
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This Life Which Seems So Fair

This Life, which seems so fair,
Is like a bubble blown up in the air
By sporting children's breath,
Who chase it everywhere
And strive who can most motion it bequeath.
And though it sometimes seem of its own might
Like to an eye of gold to be fixed there,
And firm to hover in that empty height,
That only is because it is so light.
But in that pomp it doth not long appear;
For when 'tis most admired, in a thought,
Because it erst was nought, it turns to nought.

poem by William Henry Drummond
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Aurobindo 29-Savitri-Book -2

An appreciation on Savitri
Book II The Book of the Traveller of the Worlds
Canto V The Godheads of the Little Life
Words within inverted commas are Aurobindo's

'At first was only an etheric Space:
Its huge vibrations circled round and round
Housing some unconceived initiative:
Upheld by a supreme original Breath
Expansion and contraction's mystic act
Created touch and friction in the void,
Into abstract emptiness brought clash and clasp: '
Lesson carrying lines each...can't be skipped..

'Parent of an expanding universe
In a matrix of disintegrating force,
By spending it conserved an endless sum.
On the hearth of Space it kindled a viewless Fire
That, scattering worlds as one might scatter seeds,
Whirled out the luminous order of the stars.'
Proven astronomy, poetic science, spiritual Guru..
What an alignment to enlighten...

'An ocean of electric Energy
Formlessly formed its strange wave-particles
Constructing by their dance this solid scheme,
Its mightiness in the atom shut to rest;
Masses were forged or feigned and visible shapes;
Light flung the photon's swift revealing spark
And showed, in the minuteness of its flash
Imaged, this cosmos of apparent things.'

'Thus has been made this real impossible world,
An obvious miracle or convincing show.
Or so it seems to man's audacious mind'
His personal vision as impersonal fact,
As witnesses of an objective world
His erring sense and his instruments' artifice.'..

poem by Indira Renganathan
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The sun

Let thousands of light combine
It can't, in fact, compare to shine
Sun has remained source of energy
Certainly a divine gift from almighty

Few rays of morning light
Can grant you unique delight
Days pass of with full of energy
Happiness all over without any worry

Can we dream about world without sun?
There will be complete Dark Age and everybody may run
Not a single soul can exist and life is impossible
Sun is at the centre and fully capable

Only object known as the embodiment of source
Rare natural object with ever last lasting force
Life and death is completely dependant
Its rise from east and setting in east is very much important

Millions world over worship and rejoice
Reality can hardly be denied without choice
Let us pray for its continuous existence
Blessings to mankind and entire universe for their presence in

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Indefinite Pronouns and the Universe

He said;
his arm flowing outward;

'The problem of the 21st Century
is the Indefinite Pronoun.

We're all everyone and no one
indefinite;
pronoun, but not a noun
the universal vagueness
of time, meaning, and identity,

rather like the cloud of electrons
flying around the nucleus of the atom
there and not there;
but capable of being anywhere
or in two places at the same time;
holding many beliefs constantly shifting,
feeling fervently one thing and its opposites
the next minute,
being who am I this minute
and not who I am the next minute;
in a world changing fast
speeding up
and speeding up faster
and faster;
indistinct
shadowy
flashing lights
spark
racing by
approaching
and not approaching the speed of light.

There I'm me, us
none of us;

we,
I
have said it;
both me?

The Indefinite Pronoun Defined

'Singular: another, anybody, anyone, anything, each, either, everybody, everyone, everything, little, much, neither, nobody, no one, nothing, one, other, somebody, someone, something

Plural: both, few, many, others, several.
Singular or Plural: all, any, more, most, none, some'
--

Is this a bizarre definition or what?

More bizarre, if this definition is literally true.

Modern Physics says this definition is literally true;
an accurate description of us and the universe
in which we live,
things popping in and out of existence.

We live in this universe and most likely have to come to
understand, like the indefinite pronoun,
we too, as individuals
and as collectives,
pop in and out of existence.
Not duality,
but multiplicities.
How else to explain
how we can harbor contradictory
beliefs;
sometime many many
in a single day?
And feelings too.
Am I changed in all of this
or merely your view of me?
Devil or Saint?
Depends apparently
upon what
time it is.

poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Life's Mighty Flood

WHAT is wrought in the forge of the living and life--
All things are nought! Ho! fill me the bowl,
For nought is the gear of the world and the strife!
One passion has quickened the heart and the soul,
The Beloved's presence alone they have sought--
Love at least exists; yet if Love were not,
Heart and soul would sink to the common lot--
All things are nought!

Like an empty cup is the fate of each,
That each must fill from Life's mighty flood;
Nought thy toil, though to Paradise gate thou reach,
If Another has filled up thy cup with blood;
Neither shade from the sweet-fruited trees could be bought
By thy praying-oh Cypress of Truth, dost not see
That Sidreh and Tuba were nought, and to thee
All then were nought!

The span of thy life is as five little days,
Brief hours and swift in this halting-place;
Rest softly, ah rest! while the Shadow delays,
For Time's self is nought and the dial's face.
On the lip of Oblivion we linger, and short
Is the way from the Lip to the Mouth where we pass
While the moment is thine, fill, oh Saki, the glass
Ere all is nought!

Consider the rose that breaks into flower,
Neither repines though she fade and die--
The powers of the world endure for an hour,
But nought shall remain of their majesty.
Be not too sure of your crown, you who thought
That virtue was easy and recompense yours;
From the monastery to the wine-tavern doors
The way is nought

What though I, too, have tasted the salt of my tears,
Though I, too, have burnt in the fires of grief,
Shall I cry aloud to unheeding ears?
Mourn and be silent! nought brings relief.
Thou, Hafiz, art praised for the songs thou hast wrought,
But bearing a stained or an honoured name,
The lovers of wine shall make light of thy fame--
All things are nought!

poem by Shams al-Din Hafiz
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Ask 15: Retreat Within

Retreat within. Drift out into inner space.
At peace with your face leave your mask upon the shelf.
Take a deep breath. Take another look at yourself.
Tell me what do you see when your looking through me.
The looking glass it tells no tales.

Always one more time, one more time to see it through.
Another way to blue and back again to catch you
When your falling, to reach you when your calling out my name.
What is it that beckons me towards your form?
Is it madness? Sanity would be as shelter from the storm.

You with flowers in your hair,
dancing as you just don’t care
The universe is yours in one
But ask for all you’ll receive none.

The universe will conspire for you,
Help to make your dreams come true.
Dream a dream for daybreak,
If we can make it there we make it anywhere.
Sit back, laugh, relax without a care in the world.
Run your fingers through my hair,
These memories of you, their always there,
Etchings upon my soul. Is it you that makes me whole?
Turn the page, let the story unfold.

poem by David Lacey
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Sonnet 2

my mind's eye from outer eye remove.
make senseless the argument of sense
that beauty not subject to sense prove
nor object to time that takes you hence.
then, mind from eye withdrawn,
in dark, sense may shine bright
and mind itself your beauty form,
forming mind to your illuminate.
but not thought's sense to hear
nor sense of mind in sense feel,
dimensional sight and intelligent ear
bereft of mind from mind would reel.
no war between your feature and form
exists except in eye - that does harm.

poem by Doug Bentley
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My Heart Burns and Melts

My heart burns and melts with a pain and sickness

unlike this world has seen

for the tears and cries and pain and hurt of loved ones

my heart burns and melts with the ugliness which paints this world

a gloomy gray for the greed, violence, hate, and prejudice

which plaques our world

my heart burns and melts for the tired, hungry, weak, and poor

for the wars that slaughters billions and families

that are torn apart by lust and greed and jealously and hate

my heart burns and melts with a passion as strong as incense

as we live our lives in sin and vain without a care in the world

for the world we live in is cold as ice and the world is dark as pitch

for my heart burns and melts with a passion of pain and sadness

as my heart burns and melts like ice

for my heart burns and melts for the sick and needy of the world

for the broken hearts out there who need healing

for my heart burns and melts with a passion as strong as love itself

in hoping that one day the world will a happier place

enriched in golden bliss of happiness and peace on earth

for my heart burns with a passion for a dream

that's as sweet as love itself in all its beauty

poem by Brett Strotman
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Nothing?

you are everything i have
the sun where every planet in me
revolves
you are every space i have
and i am lost
in your vastness

shine on me
find me
light the darkness that engulfs me
touch me
make me live again

i am nothing without you
you are the sun and i am the emptiness that surrounds
your brightness

fill me
i am this emptiness that completes
the abundance of your heat and light

do not doubt
i am the space that completes you

and this is the irony
the paradox of which without me you are nothing too

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Here To Love You

Michael mcdonald
Ive heard it said that the weight of the worlds problems
Is enough to make the ball fall right through space
That it aint even worth it to live
With all thats goin wrong
Well, let me just go down as saying
That Im glad to be here
Here with all the same pain and laughs everybody knows
Some men think theyre born to be king
Maybe thats true
But I think passing love around
Is all we were born to do
Let them build their kingdoms
Let them make the laws for this world to heed
cause you and I make life worth living
Right here in each others arms
Im here to love you, baby
No more loneliness
No more emptiness
Im here to love you
Let them build their kingdoms
Let them make the laws for this world to heed
cause you and I make life worth living
Right here in each others arms
Im here to love you, baby
No more loneliness
No more emptiness
Im here to love you...
Im here to love you
Just let me go on loving you
Dont stop me now while Im feeling this way...

song performed by by Doobie Brothers
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Silent March

Love has always ruled human mind
Acted over long horizon very kind
It has provided very hard core
Only strong resolve needed to explore

We have inherited it from seasons
No one troubles anybody without reasons
If you go against nature then you are inviting the wrath
Devastation all over that is including death

To change it is to welcome and dominates the scene
Such attitude has fascinated us and always seen
After all love has been at the central core
Even poorest of poor go for it and adore

It is been seen at every level but with difference
We draw the lesson with different inference
Even animals provide clue as how to tackle life
In crisis we should remain calm and avoid use of knife

Love wins love and hate inflames hate
In no case, hate can reign supreme or relate
It has no edge over love in showing passion
Eyes speak when question of showing compassion arises

No religion has advocated preaching of violence
We should avoid any such occasion hence
Not that world can be won over with complete annihilation
Still void may not be filled and remain burning question

Why world peace has remained still a distant dream?
Why is it that we don’t even reach or it seems?
There remains some distrust and enough of confidence
We need to explore and give love with peace a chance

We have shed enough of blood on name of land and religion
Still it has remained illusion to build stable region
We are unable to worship almighty without fear
Lot more agony, misery, pain and hardship to face and bear

Let us not carry any sign of religion but bear a love torch light
Strong resolve at heart with olive branch and silent march to fight

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Cats Are

cats are
they come go
accept reject

in independent thought
in secret feline thought
loyal to moments in time

enjoying totally in luxury
exultation of comfort purring
day vision night vision shifts

shifting in time
shifting in mind
shifting in mood

light changes seen through
optical shifts in feline slit eyes
adjusting light sound perception

living moments lapping contentment
changes changes of timeless sleep

poem by Terence George Craddock
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In The Dark

Make me fumble
Make me fall
Make my heart stop and start
To tremble uncontrollably
Let my eyes see fear make desire
Keep those who long apart
Forbid the kiss
And leave us innocent
Of the things some do in the dark
The things some do in the dark
The things some do in the dark
Make me remember
Make me forget
Make my mind unable
To force the body to do its will
Let it be right for belief and denial
To share a space in the heart and leave us only to imagine
About the things some do in the dark
The things some do in the dark
The things some do in the dark
Make me pretend
Make me expect
Things can go and come to pass
Without trial or tribulation
Let this life space and time
Leave my body with permanent marks
Faded scars and lines
But not a single impression
Of the things some do in the dark
The things some do in the dark
The things some do in the dark
Let me be tempted
Let me be torn
But make my thoughts pure and not
Morally corrupt in form
Let us sleep tonight
Let innocence lie in our dreams and secret hearts
With burning desire
A need to know and do
The things some do in the dark
The things some do in the dark
The things some do in the dark