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The Flowers Have Tender Little Souls

The flowers have tender little souls
That love, rejoice, aspire.
Each star that on its orbit rolls
Feels infinite desire.
The diamond longs to scintillate
When hid beneath the sod.
The universe is animate
With consciousness of God.

poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Our love

Our love is pure
Beyond our human horizon
And outside of time.
Our being becomes profound
And instantly expanded in the blissful infinite.
We begin to feel the deification of our souls
Because The Lord is infinite love.
We are a part of Him
Because we are His creation.
He is a part of us
Because the Holy Spirit is
A part of our mind and our spirit.
He gives us the gift of freedom.
We give Him our freedom.
It is the only way to complement Him.
We give Him our indelibly unique beliefs
And we extrapolate this awareness to our souls
We extrapolate our souls to the universe
And we extrapolate the universe to Him.
Our love becomes
A resurgence of self-esteem, a self-resurgence.

poem by Marieta Maglas
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Forms

Chest of golds, covered in thorns,
enclose the universe and its infinite thoughts
Mourning at the silence, creating forms.

The female forms, is the nature meanest beauty.
Draw by unwilling calmness, and chaste crops
Nest- less birds, bitter souls
Hold like clouds in the sky above.

Love is a cradle, rocked by waves,
on the ocean of calm laments, wrapped in soft wools and sobbing veil.
Where tears have forms of ablaze eyes, and diamond nights
blooming and shine at the infinite sky.

The different forms of dreams
Carry the remains of the unborn days
Escape at your eyes while you were awake,
maturing by your sleep of doubt and metamorphoses

poem by Luca Menin
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Long Odds

How many million galaxies there are
Who knows? and each has countless stars in it,
And each rolls through eternities afar
Beneath the threshold of the Infinite.

How is it that will all that space to roam
I should have found this mote that spins and leaps
In what unutterable sunlight, foam
Of what unfathomable starry deeps

Who knows!? And how this thousand million souls
And half a thousand million souls of earth
That swarm, all bound for unimagined goals,
All pioneers of death enrolled at birth,

How were they swept away before my sight,
That I might stand upon the single prick
Of infinite space and time as infinite,
Who knows? Yet here I stand, climacteric,

Having found you. Was it by fall of chance?
Then what a stake against what odds I have won!
Was it determined in God's ordinance?
Then wondrous love and pity for His son!

Or was it part of an eternal law?
Then how ineffably beneficent!
Each thought excites an ecstasy of awe,
A rapture rending the mind's firmament.

Infinity -yet you and I have met.
Eternity -yet hand in hand we run.
All odds that I should lose you or forget,
But, soul and spirit and body, we are one.

Is this the child of Chance, or Law, or Will?
Is None or All or One to thank for this?
It will not matter if thanksgiving fill
The endless empyrean with a kiss.

poem by Aleister Crowley
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The Unmoved Mover, see who am I!

The Unmoved Mover!

The universe that moving,
The universe that is changing,
The universe that is playing,

Projecting and hiding,
Playing that hide and seek,
Who is that hides and who is that seeks,

Who is that moving the infinite universe?
The one, who that can Be moved by prayers,

Does he really move,
And can He move, before He move worlds for us?

He is infinite, filling all space,
Can he move the universe,
can he move it without the space
Can He move it without 'Time'
When He fills the space,
how can he move himself
or how can he move something in space?

He is the Unmoved Mover of universe,
He himself created room,
He Himself moved Himself in Himself
Creating Himself the time and space,
He Himself manifested at different points
And keeping space between these points,
Infinite He split himself into elements
five or a few
And created particles and forces between,
That expanded matter and space,
Created events,
so that the time has any meaning,

He Himself became nucleotides and cells,
Joined them as building blocks,
To build house for himself,
And became homesick always,
Yet wept for his lost glory and beauty,

Wanted to have back all that lost and hide,
When He was busy in building a nest for own!

He was thinker without brain,
And He is that,
He is I am,
'I am' is he,

If you ask 'who are you thee and
where are you thee? '
He replies, Iam tree in this tree,
I am the stone in this stone,
I am the star in this star,
Iam the air in atmosphere,
Iam the water in rivers and ocean,
I am the bacteria in this bacterial house,
Iam the bull in this bulls body,
I am the grass at your feet,
I am you in your body,
I am that in which I feel,

When you ask me who are me,
I say I a proud Hindu,
Or I say I am a proud sikh
Or I am a proud muslim
Or I am proud Christian,
Or A proud Aryan But I fail to say,
I am humble human,
Iam like point in infinite
universe, and is a child of God, all
are his children, so we are
brother and sisters!

And I am that infinite when I am in my own infinite glory and infinite beauty!
Look through you, I look at myself,
Look around, I look at myself from all around,
Look I am talking to myself,
I am that call myself as you when I see from that point from this point of space and time, both which have no existence without my folly in wisdom or wisdom in folly!

poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Watching The Rebirth Of Your Star...(repost)

when your universe breaks
in the same manner that other universe does
the most natural thing
that must happen

i, in my own, planetary motion,
watch the shattering and the bursting
of the bubble

it is not that i want to see
how you destroy yourself
i am not that
sadistic, the stars know me by heart
and the moon likes me for that

it is this
within you, after, shall be
the birth of the
new star

and this happens
all you have to do is just wait
because
as always stars are born
after an explosion

tell you what?
it will be the best stage to watch
the nicest thing that happens to you
also happens
to me

and once again the universe
celebrates again

each, happy again,
following each own
planetary orbit

with Sun as God
with the other planets as
friends.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Infinetry

If the universe is of infinite size
On just one planet would life arise?
Or are there many where life can swarm,
Advanced like us and of similar form?
In lands bizarre and on planets strange,
Do alien writers their words arrange?
So do we live in a universe
Where infinite poets write infinite verse?

poem by Dennis N. O'Brien
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Diamond In My Crown

(Emmylouy HarrisPaul Kennerley)
As each long day rolls by and falls behind me
In the lonely night there's a peacefulness I've found
Tho' I'm weary even then
When I rise to start again
Ther'll be a diamond, a diamond in my crown
I have wasted all that life has laid before me
I have watched as all the green fields turn to brown
But I shall not disavow
All these ties that bind me now
Ther'll be a diamond, a diamond in my crown
Shinning down some day I know
Brighter than all their streets of gold
When the burdens that I carry I will lay down
And the sorrows I have known
I'll see them all be overthrown
Ther'll be a diamond, a diamond in my crown
Through the passing of the years I will grow stronger
Just as sure as this old world keeps spinning 'round
Then the closer I will be
To my sweetest victory
Ther'll be a diamond, a diamond in my crown

song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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My Infinite Love

When you see a shooting star in the night
When you hear the warm wind whisper through the pines
I want you to know
Chorus:
Itll be me and my infinite love for you
Its just like I promised you under heaven above
It will live on long after we kiss goodbye
Forever by your side
My infinite love
When you think someone is callin out your name
When you feel that kind of feelin you cant explain
Now you will know
Repeat Chorus
I want you to know
Repeat Chorus
My infinite love
My infinite love

song performed by by George Strait
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The first unsullied snowdrop

Love; what flower do you most aspire?
Love; what flower should I most admire?
Red peonie's with "lustful conduit desire
Purple" crocuses cupped with fire.

Or the now pink foreign ragged robin,
Breathless; rolling on… that country, common.
I "sprig of green moist" Solomon's seal,
You a single rose bud so genteel.

Love; what flower should I mostly aspire?
Love: what flowers do you mostly require?
Be it the fox gloves fleshy advancing spire
Or the honey suckles tendrils of wire…

Or be you simply May times forget-me-not
Still better the first unsullied snowdrop.

poem by Mark Heathcote
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May Mother Be...

May mother be felt like a love garden
My mother feels me just like fragile flowers

May mother be just like a huge sky
My mother keeps me a star in the sky

May mother be just like a love stove
My mother feels me just innocent smoke

May mother be just like a imaginary picture
My mother feels me a coloured picture

I might be cloud to my mother
My mother feels me just like a rain drop! !

poem by Shub Noor
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Eunuch

There is no bias,
No desire for a counterpart,
No jealousy to lose a partner,
There is no fear to miss the love.

The earth is bearing excess burden,
Future is becoming bleak.
We have no stake to add to the problems
To increase the miseries of the living beings.

We do not want to see our names
Our preferences in the creatures of morrow,
There is no need to prejudice the future
With attachment or detachment, hatred or love.

We pray for the new comers,
Rejoice at the time of unions,
Pray for the soul departed,
Whether being a part or not of our lives.

Neither the fort attracts us,
Nor the forest to live as recluses,
We do not ride any wave,
To recede to a point low, later.

The desire for “Moksha” is also a desire,
This even we do not aspire.
Being formed of simple elements, we know
We would go back to the Whole, after an end.

poem by Bishnupada Sethi
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We Are Dreams

Walk like children on river moonlight
Sovereign stars of infinite gentle topaz
She shines like spring waters
Laramie ribbons shoulder the dawn
Mountain mist with blue ice eyes
Drink from streams with no adultery
Inspiration from the winter sun
Green peppermint dreams
Purple dresses swoon the market
No twisted thorns shall ruin the day
Gifts of joy swell the river

Diamond smiles circle the night
Dusk has no war only ships of peace
Gardens march like childhood
Naïve blue sky speaks softly
The bass is deep like a galaxy
Wings bright as mellow gold
A voice of wisdom shall prevail
Lets wear flowers that sing
The shore brings scallion colors
We are revealed in naked mercy
The ages live like rainbows

Streets dance with embroidered sage
Aspen gather the singing stars
Made by fire in the ancient ways
Seeds with trees of angels
Growing in free gardens of peace
Tribes of gardens will win
No fear shall stand against love
We are the unorganized momentum
Turquoise grows like innocence
Isn’t it beautiful to feel the universe?
Rejoice amidst your eternal friends

We come up from the strange sea
Revel in the haunting wind
Eons sail in the pirate rainbows
Remember every tender touch
Every vibration sent by love
Shells with pink dawns sing
Time melts like centuries flow
We gather roses of mystical suns
Radiant waves sigh with stars
Paint your crayon hearts
We are dreams of infinite today

poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Music Fills Our Souls

Music fills our souls,
so we can keep dancing,
out win the devils steps,
out dance him once and for all,

Music fills our souls,
the notes that are applied,
the sounds they project,
refill our hope, strength and desire,
so we may dance on,
this crazy marathon,

Music fills our souls,
it give us cause to rejoice,
a reason to keep the steps in stride,
a feeling of serenity,
a vital component to survive,

Music fills our souls,
we know we could not do this alone,
so we asked our gifted friends,
to help us in our quest,

Music fills our souls,
our friends came along,
put the melody in the air,
the passion in our souls,

Music fills our souls,
by the love and grace,
our friends have shown,

Music fills our souls,

Debbie Nicholson copyright@2009

poem by Debbie Nicholson
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The Morning Star

IN the black pool of the midnight Lu has slung the morning star,
And its foam in rippling silver whitens into day afar
Falling on the mountain rampart piled with pearl above our glen,
Only you and I, beloved, moving in the fields of men.

In the dark tarn of my spirit, love, the morning star, is lit;
And its halo, ever brightening, lightens into dawn in it.
Love, a pearl-grey dawn in darkness, breathing peace without desire;
But I fain would shun the burning terrors of the mid-day fire.

Through the faint and tender airs of twilight star on star may gaze,
But the eyes of light are blinded in the white flame of the days,
From the heat that melts together oft a rarer essence slips,
And our hearts may still be parted in the meeting of the lips.

What a darkness would I gaze on when the day had passed the west,
If my eyes were dazed and blinded by the whiteness of a breast?
Never through the diamond darkness could I hope to see afar
Where beyond the pearly rampart burned the purer evening star.

poem by George William Russell
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A Love By The Sea

Out of the starless night that covers me,
(O tribulation of the wind that rolls!)
Black as the cloud of some tremendous spell,
The susurration of the sighing sea
Sounds like the sobbing whisper of two souls
That tremble in a passion of farewell.

To the desires that trebled life in me,
(O melancholy of the wind that rolls!)
The dreams that seemed the future to foretell,
The hopes that mounted herward like the sea,
To all the sweet things sent on happy souls,
I cannot choose but bid a mute farewell.

And to the girl who was so much to me
(O lamentation of this wind that rolls!)
Since I may not the life of her compel,
Out of the night, beside the sounding sea,
Full of the love that might have blent our souls,
A sad, a last, a long, supreme farewell.

poem by William Ernest Henley
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On the open plain (Catena Rondo)

Some flowers rise up bright from tiny seeds,
blooms appear with heads searching for the sun;
on this earth so it's been since time begun,
some flowers rise up bright from tiny seeds,

blooms appear with heads searching for the sun
they rejoice over a day that is new
are fresh with the glistening morning dew;
blooms appear with heads searching for the sun

they rejoice over a day that is new
as bees and butterflies flutter along
birds do sing the happiest kind of song
they rejoice over a day that is new,

as bees and butterflies flutter along
wild deer graze at the soft tender green grass
while they in massive herds do slowly pass
as bees and butterflies flutter along

wild deer graze at the soft tender green grass
some flowers rise up bright from tiny seeds
grow to strength in a world full of big weeds,
wild deer graze at the soft tender green grass,

some flowers rise up bright from tiny seeds,
blooms appear with heads searching for the sun;
on this earth so it's been since time begun,
some flowers rise up bright from tiny seeds.

poem by Gert Strydom
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Muffins And Cookies

American muffins and cookies,
I am the betrayed heart that laughs;
But i will be in your mind and in your body always,
Because, i am always led by my spirit!

It is 4: 30 A.M. and i am awake,
And up there in the sky i saw a lonely star;
But with romantic act and emotional move to join me,
All in the name of love to unveil my muse!

Rejoice for my hope oh you lovers!
For i have been betrayed by my sincere lover;
And there are no flowers or candles for me tonight,
But, i am the betrayed heart that laughs.

Eye to eye and nose to nose,
Rejoice in my name and i will rejoice always with laughter!
But do listen with a believing mind,
For knowledge is very easy to him or her that understands in this life!

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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A Diamond

A Translation for Robert Jones

A diamond
Is there
At the heart of the moon or the branches or my nakedness
And there is nothing in the universe like diamond
Nothing in the whole mind.

The poem is a seagull resting on a pier at the end of the ocean.

A dog howls at the moon
A dog howls at the branches
A dog howls at the nakedness
A dog howling with pure mind.

I ask for the poem to be as pure as a seagull’s belly.

The universe falls apart and discloses a diamond
Two words called seagull are peacefully floating out where the
waves are.
The dog is dead there with the moon, with the branches, with
my nakedness
And there is nothing in the universe like diamond
Nothing in the whole mind.

poem by Jack Spicer
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Diamond Eyes

I am nobody's daughter in this world but,
My diamond eyes are opened to touch your heart;
And the women of your country will stop you at times!
For the wind of love knows who i am.

Infinite arms,
And of the shadow of thw wings of your love;
But we are born on this earth together,
And i will meet you with my diamond eyes.

I'm nobody's daughter on this earth but,
I will meet you with my diamond eyes;
And i will be placed in chrage of your bodyguards.