Out Of The Midst
From out of the midst of the fire,
Form out of the midst of the valley,
Written with the fingers of love,
And like the first time.
Just a minute,
Do not lie or justisfy what is wrong!
But acknowledge your mistake and take responsibility for your actions,
And be very thankful when someone corrects you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Coleman
The tree of life was in the midst of the garden,
The tree of love was in the midst of the valley,
And now you've got the muse of Coleman in your midst!
For the lover bird is always around you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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In The Midst Of Nowhere
i am in the midst of nowhere
lost
hunting what it is to be found
empty
searching for the right soul to love
lonely
i am in the midst of nowhere
gone
my imagination's haunting me
terrified
he's protecting me not
alone
i am in the midst of nowhere
smiling
sparkling emerald and sapphire crystal dews touch my skin
relieved
i'm refreshed in the midst of nowhere
poem by Shelomith Noarbe
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On The Silent Wings Of Freedom
On the silent wings of freedom
Where I ofer myself midst the balancing of the sun
On the winds of celestial seasons
That would carry me on, midst the balance of being one
On the dream of our love eternal
That will eventually bring our living once more with you
Where we are coming from
Or where we go
We only know e come with sound
Where we are coming from
Or where we go
We only know we go around and around
On the back of your forty-second screamdown
Do you choose to be lost midst the challenge of being one
On the flight of regardless feelings
As you hurtle to fear midst the challenge of everyone
On the darkest night so painful
Do you hunger for love midst the torture of being one
On the passing light of easing
Have you seen you inside midst the being of everyone
To the common goal of freedom
Where we offer ourselves midst the balancing of the sun
Where we are coming froom
Or where we go
We only know we come with sound
Where we are coming from
Or where we go
We only know we go around and around
song performed by by Yes
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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On The Silent Wings Of Freedom
On the silent wings of freedom
Where I ofer myself midst the balancing of the sun
On the winds of celestial seasons
That would carry me on, midst the balance of being one
On the dream of our love eternal
That will eventually bring our living once more with you
Where we are coming from
Or where we go
We only know e come with sound
Where we are coming from
Or where we go
We only know we go around and around
On the back of your forty-second screamdown
Do you choose to be lost midst the challenge of being one
On the flight of regardless feelings
As you hurtle to fear midst the challenge of everyone
On the darkest night so painful
Do you hunger for love midst the torture of being one
On the passing light of easing
Have you seen you inside midst the being of everyone
To the common goal of freedom
Where we offer ourselves midst the balancing of the sun
Where we are coming froom
Or where we go
We only know we come with sound
Where we are coming from
Or where we go
We only know we go around and around
song performed by by Yes
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Manipulated Distrusting Days
Manipulated distrusting days.
And...
There seems no end to them.
Although we live them with a craze that stays.
We have been manipulated and we're not phased.
Manipulated distrusting days.
And...
We live dishonest and in cheating ways.
And...
To defend them not too many are offended.
In fact we're taught to end them we will be defeated.
We feed upon these days as selfish feeding beasts.
Loving to be greedy as if at an endless feast.
Manipulated distrusting days.
And...
We live dishonest and in cheating ways.
And...
To defend them not too many are offended.
In fact we're taught to end them we will be defeated.
Manipulated distrusting days.
And...
We feed upon these days as selfish feeding beasts.
Loving to be greedy as if at an endless feast.
Manipulated distrusting days,
And...
We're in the midst of them.
Until these days are finished.
We're in the midst of them,
And loving every minute.
Manipulated distrusting days,
And...
We're in the midst of them,
And loving every minute.
We're in the midst of them.
Until these days are finished.
We're in the midst of them,
As if we are committed.
We're in the midst of them.
We're in the midst of them.
Until these days are finished.
We're in the midst of them,
And we can't quit...
These manipulated distrusting days,
And...
We're in the midst of them,
And loving every minute.
Manipulated distrusting days!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It Is There
It is there!
In the midst,
And is waiting.
Wanting with intent,
To have it all.
And not just a piece.
It is there!
In the midst,
And is waiting.
Submit,
That's it.
That's all It wishes.
For total and complete honesty.
Not something selected as suggested to pick.
And decide with this to leave as an appeasement.
As if It would not know,
How shallow one's soul.
It wishes to bestow upon you happiness and gifts.
But wanting first your loyalty,
Is what 'It' insists.
It is there!
In the midst,
And is waiting.
Forever there is eternity!
And in the midst of it,
It sits as 'Is'.
And in this midst of this that 'Is'...
Is The Creator.
Waiting with wishes to just have us believe!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sweet And Tender Hooligan (Live)
He was a sweet and tender hooligan, hooligan
And he said that he'd never, never do it again
And of course he won't (oh, not until the next time)
He was a sweet and tender hooligan, hooligan
And he swore that he'll never, never do it again
And of course he won't (oh, not until the next time)
Poor old man
He had an accident with a three-bar fire
But that's OK
Because he wasn't very happy anyway
Poor woman
Strangled in her very own bed as she read
But that's OK
Because she was old and she would have died anyway
DON'T BLAME
The sweet and tender hooligan, hooligan
Because he'll never, never, never, never, never, never do it again
(not until the next time)
Jury, you've heard every word
So before you decide
Would you look into those Mother-me eyes
I love you for you, my love, you my love
You my love, you my love
Jury, you've heard every word
But before you decide
Would you look into those Mother-me eyes
I love you for you my love, you my love
I love you just for you, my love
Don't blame
The sweet and tender hooligan, hooligan
Because he'll never, never do it again
And ...
In the midst of life we are in death ETC.
Forget the hooligan, hooligan
Because he'll never, never do it again
And ...
In the midst of life we are in debt ETC.
ETC! ETC! ETC! ETC!
IN THE MIDST OF LIFE WE ARE IN DEATH ETC!
ETC! ETC! ETC! ETC!
IN THE MIDST OF LIFE WE ARE IN DEBT ETC!
Just ...
Just ...
ETC! ETC! ETC! ETC! ETC! ETC!
ETC! ETC! ETC! ETC!
IN THE MIDST OF LIFE WE ARE IN DEBT ETC
song performed by by Morrissey
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In The Midst Of It All
Written by kevin bond
Ive come through many hard trials
Through temptations on every hand
Though satans tried to stop me
And to place my feet on sinking sand
Through the pain and all of my sorrows
Through tears and all of my fears
The lord was there to keep me
For hes kept me in the midst of it all
Not because Ive been so faithful
Not because Ive always obeyed
Its not because I trust him
To be with me all of the way
But its because he loves me so dearly
He was there to answer my call
There always to protect me
For hes kept me in the midst of it all
Choir:
Ive come through many hard trials
Through temptations on every hand
Though satans tried to stop me
And to place my feet on sinking sand
Because jesus loves me dearly
He was there to answer my call
There always to protect me
For hes kept me in the midst of it all
Chorus:
No hes never left me
And he never let me fall
Oh yes he will protect you
For hes kept me in the midst of it all
Vamp:
Yes, he kept me
Yes, jesus kept me
Jesus kept me (3x), in the midst of it all
For hes kept me in the midst of it all
song performed by by Yolanda Adams
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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In The Midst Of It All
Written by kevin bond
Ive come through many hard trials
Through temptations on every hand
Though satans tried to stop me
And to place my feet on sinking sand
Through the pain and all of my sorrows
Through tears and all of my fears
The lord was there to keep me
For hes kept me in the midst of it all
Not because Ive been so faithful
Not because Ive always obeyed
Its not because I trust him
To be with me all of the way
But its because he loves me so dearly
He was there to answer my call
There always to protect me
For hes kept me in the midst of it all
Choir:
Ive come through many hard trials
Through temptations on every hand
Though satans tried to stop me
And to place my feet on sinking sand
Because jesus loves me dearly
He was there to answer my call
There always to protect me
For hes kept me in the midst of it all
Chorus:
No hes never left me
And he never let me fall
Oh yes he will protect you
For hes kept me in the midst of it all
Vamp:
Yes, he kept me
Yes, jesus kept me
Jesus kept me (3x), in the midst of it all
For hes kept me in the midst of it all
song performed by by Yolanda Adams
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Learning To Live Alone
you lose them. and you do not really mind as they slowly
slip away. friends.
one says i am tactless, and the other complains
that i am subtle in chiding them,
insulting him without his knowing and only then
when he is caught in the midst of friends who laugh at him.
one says i am arrogant, and my superiority is not doing me
any good anyway.
my mistake. i must, they say acknowledge the mistake
of just being myself.
baloney. i do not give a damn now if they are like the stars
united to attack the sheen of my moon
at midnight.
it is enough. i am fed up. i sever what is severe.
i cut the umbilical cord that tries to
tell me what i should be.
baloney. i am different. i am purely myself now.
i walk alone and think about my own thoughts.
i touch no one now and no one touches me.
i am an island. I am learning to be
an island in front of you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sonnet- Life Is Flexible
It is not wrong to make mistakes often;
It is not wrong to do blunders in life;
It is not wrong to see mishaps happen;
It is not wrong to panic 'midst your strife.
It is not wrong to be lazy some days;
It is not wrong to make decisions wrong;
It is not wrong to squander wealth some ways;
It is not wrong to love a thing for long.
It is not wrong to come late while bell chimes,
It is not wrong to selfish be, at times;
It is not wrong to envy some sometimes;
It is not wrong to sin too many times.
It is not wrong to err where others don't;
'Tis wrong to feel guilty when others won't.
poem by John Celes
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Part Of Life, That is
Few get to sit in the midst of it.
Part of life that is.
With the giving of opinion and the giving of lip.
Part of life that is.
Few get to sit in the midst of it.
Part of life that is.
With the giving of opinion and the giving of lip.
Part of life that is.
Stuck with sticking emotions felt in my gut...
Unable to abandon them.
Or give them up...
Had been a place I'd been,
Back then.
With no one but myself...
And faith,
To help me slowly break away...
Of a hold I had on them to mend.
Few get to sit in the midst of it.
Part of life that is.
With the giving of opinion and the giving of lip.
Part of life that is.
I have learned to feel grief deeply,
Where it is felt.
Let it visit.
And then from it to leave!
Not to forget the process...
But to breathe!
Remembering...
With an agony upon my letting go,
Knowing what I felt was painful...
It was also,
Part of life!
A part of life,
That is!
Few get to sit in the midst of it.
Part of life that is.
With the giving of opinion and the giving of lip.
Part of life that is.
Few get to sit in the midst of it.
Part of life that is.
With the giving of opinion and the giving of lip.
Part of life that is.
Few get to sit in the midst of it.
Part of life that is.
With the giving of opinion and the giving of lip.
Part of life that is.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Acknowledging A Mistake
i takes courage to acknowledge a mistake
as one steps out of his throne of self-righteousness
and opens the door of repentance,
the windows of corrections
letting in this air of humility
one bows down to that which is
true and right
admitting with full responsibility
the wrong committed
after which one rises again much greater
and stronger, more mellow and pure
than his previous self.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sweet & Tender Hooligan
He was a sweet and tender hooligan, hooligan
And he said that hed never, never do it again
And of course he wont (oh, not until the next time)
He was a sweet and tender hooligan, hooligan
And he swore that hell never, never do it again
And of course he wont (oh, not until the next time)
Poor old man
He had an accident with a three-bar fire
But thats ok
Because he wasnt very happy anyway
Poor woman
Strangled in her very own bed as she read
But thats ok
Because she was old and she would have died anyway
Dont blame
The sweet and tender hooligan, hooligan
Because hell never, never, never, never, never, never do it again
(not until the next time)
Jury, youve heard every word
So before you decide
Would you look into those mother me eyes
I love you for you, my love, you my love
You my love, you my love
Jury, youve heard every word
But before you decide
Would you look into those mother me eyes
I love you for you my love, you my love
I love you just for you, my love
Dont blame
The sweet and tender hooligan, hooligan
Because hell never, never do it again
And ...
In the midst of life we are in death etc.
Dont forget the hooligan, hooligan
Because hell never, never do it again
And ...
In the midst of life we are in death etc.
Etc! etc! etc! etc!
In the midst of life we are in death etc!
Etc! etc! etc! etc!
In the midst of life we are in debt etc!
Just will you free me ?
Will you find me ?
Will you free me ?
Will you find me ?
Will you free me, free me, free me, free me, free me, free me, free me ?
Jury will you free me ?
Will you find me ?
Will you free me ?
Will you find me ?
How will you find me, find me, find me, find me, find me, find me, find me ?
Oh etc! etc! etc! etc! etc! etc!
Etc! etc! etc! etc!
In the midst of life we are in debt etc!
Oh ... oh ...
song performed by by Smiths
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Be Thankful
(by c. jackson & m. yancy)
You may be in a big city or drivin down a country lane, yeah
Workin two jobs to make a livin
And all you do is complain, well
You should be thankful of what you got
Yes, you should be thankful of all you got
Wakin up in the mornin seein the sun rise (well, well)
Is enough to say I thank you, lord
Rollin over seein my babys eyes, uh
Is enough to say I thank you, lord
I just wanna say thank you (thank you)
Thank you (thank you) thank you, thank you, lord
(thank you) thank you (thank you) thank you
(thank you) thank you, lord---
Be thankful of what you got (you know you should)
Be thankful of all you got
You may live in the valley, you may live on the highest hill
Some people say you dont do nothin but take the doctors pills
You may be in a nursery, in a classroom
Drivin your big fine car, hup!
Airplanes, uh, take you uh far
Layin out in the sun, uh
Or just workin on the run
Hoo, you should be thankful
Of what you got, I know you should
Be thankful, oh, yeah, of all you got
(well, well) yeah----, ooh, oh
(be thankful) we need to be thankful
(of what you got) of everything we got
(be thankful) we need to be more thankful
(of all you got) of everything you got
(be thankful) thank you, thank you, thank you
(of all you got) thank you for all I got
(be thankful) thank you....
song performed by by Natalie Cole
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Cant Tame The Lion
In the midst of a dream I swear I saw you... standing there
In a sea of emotion with faithful devotion... you were there
In heat of the night under the street lights... once again
At the edge of the fire for the love of the jungle... again and again, oh yeah
They cant tame the lion
Cant tame the lion
They cant tame the lion
One night in detroit, yes I swear I saw you... standing there
In a summer of dreams down by the river... you were there
I remember... its all so clear
In the midst of a dream, yes I swear I say you... standing there
They cant tame the lion
Cant tame the lion
They cant tame the lion
In the midst of a dream I swear I saw you... standing there
In a sea of emotion with faithful devotion... you were there
I remember... its all so clear
In the embers of reckless years
In the midst of a dream I swear I saw you... standing there
They cant tame the lion
Cant tame the lion
They cant tame the lion
At the edge of the fire, for the love of the jungle
They cant tame the lion
Cant tame the lion
They cant tame the lion
song performed by by Journey
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There is love
At the root of tears,
I noticed that the smiles were blossoming.
In the midst of pain,
I found that there is love.
In the midst of chaos,
I discovered the silence.
That's when I realized that,
even in the middle of winter,
there is an invincible spring
And that made me happy.
poem by Camelia Oprița from WordPress - Ecce homo (December 2007), translated by Camelia Opriţa
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Sweet And Tender Hooligan
he was a sweet and tender hooligan
and he swore that he'd never, never do it again
and of course he won't (not until the next time)
poor old man
he had an "accident" with a three bar fire
but that's OK
because he wasn't very happy anyway
poor woman
strangled in her very own bed as she read
but that's OK
because she was old and she would have died anyway
DON"T BLAME
this sweet and tender hooligan
because he'll never, never do it again
(at least not until the next time)
So jury you've heard every world
but before you decide
would you look into those "Mother-me" eyes
I love life for you my love, you my love
you my love, you my love
So jury you've heard ever word
but before you decide
would you look into those "Mother-me" eyes
I love you for you my love, you my love
I love you just for you my love, you my love
don't blame
the sweet and tender hooligan
who claims that
"In the midst of life we are in debt ETC"
ETC! ETC! ETC! ETC!
IN THE MIDST OF LIFE WE ARE IN DEBT ETC
song performed by by Smiths
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Sacred Stones Of Time And Space
The path my mind traversed this day
Was guided by thy holy light
And midst the sterling starry night
With wings of love in solemn flight
I discovered there before my sight
The stones of time's most sacred way.
I bowed to read the holy script,
but it was written by a foreign hand,
My fingers trace the letters, and
they disappear into the sand...
What riddle this? What cruel brigand
Would Wisdom make a secret kept.
The holy script now in the sands
The message was set free
Our search for truth is in Gods hands
And we shall find the key
Not in space but the realm of time
Else man may never see
The Love of God is ours to claim
There is no mystery.
poem by Lynne FincherSpringarden
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Tor House
If you should look for this place after a handful
of lifetimes:
Perhaps of my planted forest a few
May stand yet, dark-leaved Australians or the coast
cypress, haggard
With storm-drift; but fire and the axe are devils.
Look for foundations of sea-worn granite, my fingers
had the art
To make stone love stone, you will find some remnant.
But if you should look in your idleness after ten
thousand years:
It is the granite knoll on the granite
And lava tongue in the midst of the bay, by the mouth
of the Carmel
River-valley, these four will remain
In the change of names. You will know it by the wild
sea-fragrance of wind
Though the ocean may have climbed or retired a little;
You will know it by the valley inland that our sun
and our moon were born from
Before the poles changed; and Orion in December
Evenings was strung in the throat of the valley like
a lamp-lighted bridge.
Come in the morning you will see white gulls
Weaving a dance over blue water, the wane of the moon
Their dance-companion, a ghost walking
By daylight, but wider and whiter than any bird in
the world.
My ghost you needn't look for; it is probably
Here, but a dark one, deep in the granite, not
dancing on wind
With the mad wings and the day moon.
Submitted by Holt
poem by Robinson Jeffers
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