The Taj Mahal of the still mind
How I suspect ‘busy’ people…
Who said that spirituality
has anything to do with busyness..?
They turn enthusiasm into 'duty';
turn duty into guilt...
How I love those people
who always have time for anyone..
they are like swans:
serenity above; activity below;
never busy; always active;
floating white, serene, unruffled,
like swans; like lotus flowers;
like love.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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We still have people in the active duty, and if people are feeling ill, if they're experiencing various symptoms and they're still in the active duty, they're less likely to come forward because that could result in their medical discharge.
quote by Bernard Sanders
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Poetics 4...
good for you man
you are lucky
filthy rich they say
when you are filled
with guilt
you fly to thailand
and ride one
of its boats on the
mekong river
you float upon the
murkiness of your
thoughts
that is good
your neighbor touches
his chin
and nods
people here have been
killing themselves
as though they have
nine lives like
the legendary cat
of course even with
nine lives
because of that hasty
hate
they never ask
whoever
that they come back
and begin their
beings again
so no one has ever
spoken inside
that dream
no one haunts like
a horror story
everyone speaks about
a certain silence
hints about a slim sorrow
it is a world of
anything goes of
anything said
but there is nothing
really direct as
flat as a wall with
white paint all over
there are sketches, etchings,
somethings
come-ons, let go's
no one minds at all
everyone is busy
wanting to understand
but no one really
does
the real thing
swans floating on the river
butterflies floating on air
dirigibles exploding finally
over the news...
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Busy
I am busy
you are busy
we are busy
but the old woman needs help
to find her way home.
I am busy
you are busy
we are busy
but the dove is too slow
to fly out of the way.
I am busy
you are busy
we are busy
but the children crossing the street
are too many.
I am busy
you are busy
we are busy....
I am busy
you are busy
we are...
busy.
poem by Marites C. Cayetano
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A thought after Yeats
When youth was life and life was youth
and life was love and love was life,
I thought love came and went;
its coming, overwhelming; and its going,
death of spirit; then, as if
the wild white swans had flown away
and left the waters of the heart’s lake cold.
But now I know it’s not like that:
love that, guarded, never flies from here in heart
to where it will, may grow dark, cold and miserly;
ungiven every livelong day
it turns to rags and dry old bones,
confiscated in the heart.
Better now, be with those wild white swans
which on a dark cold icy winter’s day
gather at the water’s edge to stretch
for yesterday’s warm loaf still fresh;
then turn, swim, lift strong wings and fly
one knows not where, and may not ask;
watch them then, into the distance;
hear the flap of wings grow into silent air;
pause still a little while;
then turn, one’s living breath
white in that winter air;
then back to warmth of home and love and peat fire
glowing in the hearth of heart renewed.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Love And Beauty
(Mike Pinder)
I look around at other people
I brush their shoulders at the corner of the street
But all they notice is their feet
It wasn't meant this way
Their minds have gone astray
If they could lift their eyes they'd see
There's people smiling just like me and I'll agree
It's not their fault because it's raining
It's all work and no play, it's just another day
(Love) Love and beauty (Love)
(Love) Love and beauty (Love)
(Love) Love and beauty (Love)
Should be everybody's duty
To welcome every man as a friend
I wish that I could change the world
For every boy there'd be a girl for him to know
And maybe people would look up
Then they might realize they're not the only ones alive
(Love) Love and beauty (Love)
(Love) Love and beauty (Love)
(Love) Love and beauty (Love)
Should be everybody's duty
To welcome every man as a friend
(Love) Love and beauty (Love)
(Love) Love and beauty (Love)
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song performed by by Moody Blues
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Reflection
2 sevens together
Like time, indefinite
Trying to catch the glass
Before it falls
Without a frown
Can you turn up the stereo?
I wanna play you this old song about love (is it about love?)
Can I do that?
Did we remember to water the plants today?
I forgot to look up at the moon because
I was too busy, said I was too busy
I was too busy
Looking at you babe
Still it's nice to know
That, uh when bodies wear out
We can get another
What does that one thing have to do with the other one?
I don't know
I was just thinking about my mother
You know what
Turn the stereo back down
Ain't nothing worse than an old worn out love song
Tell me do you like my hair this way
Remember all the way back in the day
When we would compare who's afro was the roundest
Mirrored tiles above the bed
Fishing nets and posters all over the wall
Oh yes, sometimes
Sometimes i just wanna go sit out on the stool
And uh... play my guitar
Just watch all... all the cars go by...
song performed by by Prince
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Courage, Honor, Duty.
Courage is a big word, but not many have that,
Falling apart, full of fear for everything, never became a true diplomat.
Courage is when you face your daily life happily
Enthusiasm, never blame, in calm & peace all the time, not just for temporarily.
Honor is when you learn to have a good manner
Never become a rude gabbler
Honor yourself & others no matter what,
From the heart, never a false performer with a short cut.
Duty is when whatever you do you do it well,
Everything is for your own satisfaction, not for show up, I can tell.
Duty gives you purpose in your life,
With long, healthy & happy feelings, without any strife.
Courage, Honor and Duty what the military is teaching,
Which is a perfect idea for everybody who are living.
If you can adopt these for all the time
Your life will turn into a lovely rhyme.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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Swans
Two swans sit alone on a lake
Looking so peaceful,
Poised on the tranquil waters.
The air around them is calm,
A gentle breeze wafting,
Gliding through their white feathers.
They are caressed by the pine scents
And the delicate balance
Of their surroundings.
The sky above is blue,
Almost cloudless and clear,
But a few pillows float overhead.
The trees stand tall beside the lake,
Watching the swans
Swim on the surface.
They swim majestically,
Beautifully,
In the recreational park.
Under their webbed feet,
Abandoned garbage sifts—
The collected lost trinkets of lazy people.
Twenty feet from the lake,
There is a parking lot
Filled with automobiles
With rust crusting on the hood
And near the synthetic rubber tires.
The people that own the cars
Are feeding the geese bleached white Wonder bread.
They leave their Coke bottles
And Doritos bags on the ground,
Ready to be carried away by the wind.
The swans watch the people.
Later, one of them
Will stick its neck
Into the plastic hole
Of a Coke bottle container
And choke
And choke
And choke
And choke.
It will die.
The other swan will watch,
Helpless and screaming,
Unable to do anything.
Some people will watch,
In awe,
Some excited.
poem by Tim Stensloff
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You'll Get No 'Busy' With This
You've got to know love.
Feelings crushed can not just be brushed over.
You've got to know love,
To know what love is meant to mean...
Or no love you will get to know,
To know that love you seek.
You will not get,
What you think you do not deserve.
You've got to know love,
To know love.
Or no love you are going to get.
To get 'busy' with.
And you'll get no 'busy' with this,
Anytime soon.
Cause you'll get no 'busy' here with this,
Until you show me how to make love...
Instead of that bump and grind,
You get up to leave,
After you ooo me.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Without Expression
Have you ever ridden horses through a rainstorm
Or led a lion through a busy street bazaar
There are many things i'd love to turn you on to
But somehow i feel they're safer where they are.
Well some people in bound infatuation
While some others spell depression as the law
Someone's mother getting no imagination
So beware then, baby, sin is at everyone's door.
Don't be the man i know with no expressions lord
Ain't got none at all
Pity the man i know with no expressions lord
Ain't got none at all
But you'll never, no you'll never see this man laughing
Come to think of it, i've never seen this man cry
But you might by sitting quietly hear him singing
By and by, he'll stop and sigh, his voice will even start to speak and he will say goodbye.
Have you ever ridden horses through a rainstorm
Or led a lion through a busy street bazaar
There are many things i'd love to turn you on to
But somehow i feel they're safer where they are.
song performed by by Reo Speedwagon
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Duty And Work!
Sun rises and sets everyday;
Moon rises and sets everyday;
Plough man ploughs the field;
Poets love to compose poems!
Some love to do duty well;
But many do only for profit.
How duty has to be done?
What do duty, work mean?
Duty is done expecting none;
Work is done expecting some.
Duty and work all have to do;
But duty, works are different!
Duty is life work for everyone;
Work is done to live life here!
poem by Ramesh T A
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Turn! Turn! Turn! (To Everything There Is A Season)
To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under Heaven
A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep
To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under Heaven
A time of love, a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
A time you may embrace
A time to refrain from embracings
To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under Heaven
A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time for love, a time for hate
A time for peace, I swear it's not too late
To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
song performed by by Wilson Phillips
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Turn Turn Turn
To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under Heaven
A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep
To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under Heaven
A time of love, a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
A time you may embrace
A time to refrain from embracings
To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under Heaven
A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time for love, a time for hate
A time for peace, I swear it's not too late
To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
song performed by by Wilson Phillips
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If there is one thing worse than being an ugly duckling in a house of swans, it's having the swans pretend there's no difference.
quote by Teena Booth
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Without Expression
Written by: Terry Reid 1968
Have you ever ridden horses through a rainstorm?
Or a lion through a busy street bazarre?
There are many things I'd love to turn you on to
But somehow I feel they're safer where they are
Yes, there's a man I know
With no expression
He's got none at all
Yes, there's a man that I know
With no expression, darling
He's got none at all
Well, some people are inbound with infatuation
And some others spill depression as the law
From one's mother getting at no imagination
So beware then, maybe sin is at your door
Yes, there's a man that I know
With no expression
He's got none at all
Yes, there's a man I know
With no expression
He's got none at all
But you may never, never
See this man laughing
Come to think of it,
I've never seen him cry
But he might be sitting
And you hear him singing
And by and by he'll stop and sigh
Before his voice would even begin to speak
And he'd just cry
Yes, There's a man I know
With no expression, darling
He's got none at all
Yes, There's a man that I know
With no expression
He's got none at all
Have you ever, ever ridden horses through a rainstorm?
Or a lion through a busy street bazarre?
There are many things I'd love to turn you on to
But somehow I feel they're safer where they are
Yes, There's a man that I know
With no expression
He's got none at all
There's a man that I know
With no expression
He's got none at all
song performed by by John Mellencamp
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Busy
hectic ecclectic that's a busy week
a little bit of this and a little bit of that
but the ends made never really met
busy people busy lines
coping day by day
a fee to add to membership fines
life's not ok...not ok
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Ladylove
There once was a lady by the name of Ladylove,
who was said to be a saint sent from above.
But no one knew just who she was;
a ghost indeed was she, was she.
She approached a swain one day, one sorrowful day;
stealing his heart as she ran away.
She left with a flutter in a moonlit still,
her beauty graces her for a splendid time.
She haste to a pond of midnight glow,
a lad soon followed as he watched her go.
She looked in his eyes with sadness there,
looking away as she's engulfed in light.
She step a foot in glistening water still,
meandering a swan not by will.
The boy he haste to grasp her hand,
letting his love guide as they shift to swans;
he a swan of black and she white,
they soar now into the ever moonlight.
The story now told of a love everlasting,
of two young swans, on moonlit casting.
poem by Adam M. Snow
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Business and busyness
‘I’m very busy at the moment; but
I’ll look forward to reading your message
when I have more time…’
yeah yeah…
oh you ‘busy’ ones –
I’m on to you…
tell me that it’s not because
you’re ‘busily’ maintaining
a self-important picture of yourself–
(a picture based on fear?):
tell me that it’s not because
it’s your deceitful way to ‘prioritise’
what you want to give yourself to,
and that which you don’t…
‘Occupied’; ‘constantly active’ –
that sounds a little better,
a little more impersonal -
there’s hope for you…
But don’t we all love –
love them, even before we meet –
those (you know them?)
who seem, miraculously, to ‘have time’
for everyone – by appointment; or in emergency;
how do they manage it? Can it be,
they know the measures of the human heart
that make of time and space this lovely art?
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Duty without love is deplorable. Duty with love is desirable. Love without duty is Divine.
quote by Bhagawan Sri Sathya Sai Baba
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Turn Turn Turn
To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time to every purpose under heaven
A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep
To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time to every purpose under heaven
A time to build up, a time to break down
A time to dance, a time to mourn
A time to cast away stones
A time to gather stones together
To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time to every purpose under heaven
A time of love, a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
A time you may embrace
A time to refrain from embracings
A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time to love, a time to hate
A time of peace, i swear it's not too late
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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