0014 A Hindu Temple Speaks
How can I, a temple, persuade you
that the boundless,
the limitless,
the eternal,
the One,
exist?
I could tell you that
only those who are bound
recognise the boundless,
only those who are limited
recognise the limitless,
only those who are mortal
recognise the eternal
only those who feel themselves many
recognise the One
or I could tell you that
only boundlessness tells you you are bound;
only limitlessness shows you your limits,
only the eternal shows you your mortality;
only the One shows you multiplicity
or, if you're still not convinced,
see my sculptured couples;
kiss, and find
what love tells us
poem by Michael Shepherd
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It Happens All The Time
It is strange how sometimes
we can recognise someone instantly
after a distance of years,
yet others we do not recognise at all.
This has happened a number of times to me.
The one I thought I would recognise
I could easily passed them on the street,
yet the ones who are strangers
I recognise instantly.
There is no logic in this,
but it happens all the time.
31 October 2009
poem by David Harris
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When I choose a role it's either because I recognise the man, or that I'm very curious to know him. If I neither recognise nor know him, then it is better that I don't play him.
quote by Ben Kingsley
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0429 Who Doesn't Love Greatness?
It's one of the world's
greatest secrets
that shoudn't be:
if you recognise
an artist's greatness -
in any art -
it's because you have
greatness in yourself
otherwise
you'd never recognise it
OK?
poem by Michael Shepherd
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John of Forde, His Exculpation
What I say and what I write
may seem to you – may seem to me –
as foolishness and folly; for
I talk of boundless things, and of infinity;
which by their nature, are beyond
the human mind, the human pen;
should I then not and never speak of such?
Or are these boundless things
just what mankind should talk about –
seeking the laws of atoms, or of space, only
to find the boundlessness yet further off
than men of yesteryear believed?
and if I talk and write – beside those things
invisible as once the surface of the Moon –
then, of the boundlessness of love - which is yet bound
into Creation’s very substance – and
those other boundless things which seem to us
to be Creation's - even the Creator’s - very nature…
then my exculpation is but simply this:
the motive force for what I write,
the theme of what I write, which is
my boundless love for you, for all,
demands, must win, forgiveness
from Boundlessness itself…
there is no more, there is no less
than love, which is true boundlessness.
[adapted from Sermon 43 of John of Forde,1145-1214]
poem by Michael Shepherd
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A Date
Wait for me in the Street of Aged Lovers
At nine by our sign
You will recognise me easily
I will be wearing a sun ray coloured shirt
That is the colour of your shine
If I come first
I will recognise you even more easily
When you arrive, reality
Turns into a fairy tale
poem by Jankovic Zoran
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Set In The Ways
Set in the ways we recognise,
The ways of men are not condemned;
Do not harry me intentionally or frustratingly,
Harry me never in this world.
Set the standards of health and live beyond,
Beyond this life is another death,
Death shall appear and recognise you.
Harassing me is like giving a death to me,
So please understand the ways of slaughter
Before you harry my body and mind
For your very benefit.
Men are smoothly appearing before us
With women on their shoulders,
Children are hanging not harrying
So please do not condemn their appearance,
It is another death.
poem by Naveed Akram
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The solicitude, tensionless
When in track bound race,
You are in tension.
When in time bound work,
You are in tension.
In code bound life also
You are in tension.
In fenceless terrace too
You are in tension.
Boundless is not ocean.
Boundless is not earth.
Boundless is not air.
Your solitude has no tracks.
Unto it if you merge,
You are not in tension.
07.07.2001, Pkd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Time To Let Go
Say nothing, I will understand
Im on your side, Im your biggest fan
You dont need to tell me, any precious lies
Cos I wont believe them, when I look in your eyes
Every kiss from your lips sends a message
Every touch of your hand, tells me so
In my heart Im already missing you
Darlin I know, its time to let go
Im tryin to convince myself
When I tell you, I will just find somebody else
Cos I know inside me, it will only be
Because I realise, youd truly do the same for me
Every kiss from your lips sends a message
Every touch of your hand, tells me so
In my heart Im already missing you
Darlin I know, its time to let go
Maybe I just need to get used to it and Ill be fine
Cos I think I recognise
One by one those tell tale signs
Dont worry, you could never hide
Anything from me, I know youre cryin deep inside
Every kiss from your lips sends a message
Every touch of your hand, tells me so
In my heart Im already missing you
Darlin I know, its time to let go
Every kiss from your lips sends a message
Every touch of your hand, tells me so
In my heart Im already missing you
Darlin I know, its time to let go
song performed by by Paul Carrack
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Limitless
Limitless the sky is
All its lies
Spread further to the universe
Limitless the sky
Is and I do not know
Where to start or to end
The sky is one big circle
Limitless is
Its deception.
I really thought the sky
Is blue and orange
I proved it once
The sky is dust
Limitless is my misunderstanding
Of the sky
Limitless is the sky
I have been deceived the sky is
Limitless.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Sky Is Limitless
Limitless the sky is
All its lies
Spread further to the universe
Limitless the sky
Is and I do not know
Where to start or to end
The sky is one big circle
Limitless is
Its deception.
I really thought the sky
Is blue and orange
I proved it once
The sky is dust
Limitless is my misunderstanding
Of the sky
Limitless is the sky
I have been deceived the sky is
Limitless.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Daddy, Put Down The Bottle
Through the looking glass
of my bottle of wine,
I see the world in hazy colours
within this oblivion of mine.
A voice rings out from somewhere,
one I barely recognise.
“Daddy, put down the bottle
and become again a friend of mine.”
I look around at muddled faces
with eyes half awake
and my befuddled brain
fails to record where I am.
I raise an awkward smile
to someone I cannot recognise.
“Daddy, put down the bottle
and become again a friend of mine.”
I steady myself at the table
my balance has lost its touch.
Eyes look down hauntingly
as I reach out for touch.
The voice rings out again,
the one I barely recognise.
“Daddy, put down the bottle
and become again a friend of mine.”
The coloured haze before my eyes
become darker in a cloud.
My world is spinning around me
in a befuddled mess.
Limbs become useless
as I crumple to somewhere.
The voice is fading now.
“Daddy, put the bottle down, ”
and ends with a crying sound.
4 June 2011
poem by David Harris
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Something In Her Smile
Something in her smile speaks to me
And tells me all I need to know
What I hear fills me with glee
Her smile tells me she loves me so
Something in her smile shows how she will feel
If she's in the mood for diner and dancing
The twinkle in her eyes shows her love is real
And ready for more than just romancing
Something in her smile can bring out my own
She can do it without even trying
I can see her smile over the phone
Her smile is true and never lying
Something in her smile will always say
No one ever loved her the way I do
And when she shines her smile my way
There's no doubt she loves me too
poem by Harry J. Couchon Jr
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A Song For The Journey
A SONG FOR THE JOURNEY
Sometimes you may sing in your heart
or have song running through your head
but there’s always singing’s in your soul
and it’s on this song’s journey you’ll be led.
Towards a distant point, as yet unclear
your singing soul will lead you on
to find that place of understanding
with all your preconceptions gone.
Yet we sometimes meet more questions
Hard, hash decisions we must make
So the Soul song leads you onwards
along the pathway you must take.
The road can be both rough and smooth
its horizon hidden from your view
But the power within the singing
gives you strength to see it through.
With every step upon the road
the soul song keeps its tune and beat
and from its verses courage comes
to face the challenges you meet.
For some the song is understood
they come to recognise the voice
and in the facets of their lives
they use the song to make their choice
Some feel of the sound of singing
but don’t care, or know, where from
The song it doesn’t differentiate
into each soul it still sings on.
If we can listen to the message
and the true meaning in the song
Our footfall becomes much gentler
down the paths we walk along.
It’s the soundtrack of the life we lead
of the choices in life we make
The pragmatic or compassionate
a search for beauty, greed, or hate
Somewhere wthin the soul song
are great sacrifice and pain
and a promise ever present
of eternal peace and life again.
In the silence and the stillness
between all the bustle and the strife
listen carefully and you’ll recognise
the first and last love song of your life.
poem by Bill Mitton
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A Bit Clumsy But You'd Like It
i knew one day i'd recognise my wings
i knew the heart would start beating faster
i'd say it in a whisper a night vaguely heard
i'd see you there when first wings wide open
the dance of your moonlight
across my face a beautiful pale
my midnight would your early morning be
but somewhere in the middle of all time
eternal spread will feed all the rhymes
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Eternal Truths
In God’s Word you will hear, Eternal Truths, all men should fear,
A fear that comes as you heed, the Truths of God that you read,
Eternal Truths for all us to see, revealed by God to you and me,
A Divinely inspired Revelation, by God to lead men to salvation.
Revealing His Truth, for us to tell, others about Heaven and Hell,
Through the Holy Spirit of Christ, He shows eternal truths of life,
And He, who gave all men breath, speaks to all of eternal death,
God sets right before everyone, death or Eternal Life in His Son.
The fear God puts in me and you, is reverence to see us through,
To Guide us on this temporal earth, to that place of eternal worth,
As God moves upon our heart, with a Love, which will not depart,
And a fear that makes men wise, as His Spirit opens up our eyes.
They just say we have no proof, about God’s Word we call Truth,
And so God’s Truth they deny, embracing instead, the Devil’s lie;
Although you will die my friend, the eternal soul will have no end,
Your body in the ground may rot, but, your eternal soul shall not.
Some may read and simply say, that all men will just die anyway,
With no care at all, when or why, or where they go when they die,
But, every soul at its last breath, will face God and eternal death,
Unless a soul knows Jesus Christ, then he enters into eternal life.
(Copyright ©02/2008)
Mirrors Never Lie
Looking into a mirror, can reveal the deepest secrets a person has.
It tells you who you really are, even if you’re trying to hide it.
It’s amazing what people can hide, when they smile or laugh.
They can be the saddest people in the world and no one will ever know.
Except a mirror.
You may be able to lie to others,
But when you look into a mirror, you can’t lie to yourself.
The mirror shows you what’s inside, and how you feel.
It tells you how beautiful you really are, and it shows you.
Looking into the mirror is like looking into your soul,
You look at yourself, you judge yourself.
But you see more than normal people do when you look in a mirror.
Because they only see you from the outside.
So remember that the next time you look in a mirror,
You are looking at your true self,
Because mirrors never lie.
poem by Rachel Brewer
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Beginnings
He who dares talk with you in your silence,
Listening even as he speaks your name;
Whose pulse is mingling with your stirring heart;
Who walks at once beside you without qualms:
Who can sense what you feel, and is there all along
When something goes wrong and when you're most alone;
Who understands your fears, tries to find the answers
When you face the unknown, when questions fill your head.
The weariness of your heart banished for he is there.
His words may not impress, physique unadmirable;
His tongue and his hands often misunderstood.
He is true to all, though he may not be strong.
You seek what seems to shatter former views;
Ask yourself if as one your paths will fuse,
You recognise that there is something there;
You both will never be again the same.
You follow him within you when he leaves,
Beg him to tarry longer when he stays;
Before he finally goes on his way,
Spends his time with you while he is around.
From that single moment there on after,
The aching void in you dissipated;
Biding time as friends, no longer strangers;
You are lifted up, your empty days filled.
Your gates fly open, yearnings departed,
And yesterday is yesterday for good.
You recognise something there that had changed;
Suddenly knowing what you saw was true.
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poem by Frederick Kesner
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There is a land (cavatina)
There is a land of endless light, where night
never does come,
where spring and summer boundless stays in that
eternal home,
where love and delight only true joys bring,
where no fears roam;
in that bright place that brings eternal rest,
there is a God, that selfless loves me best.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Ever since I was a little kid, whenever my parents would have company over, I would put on shows, whether they would be magic shows, singing shows, dancing shows, little skits.
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As rain falls
As rain falls upon me, it hits every wound healing one by one
i lay there and rain falls whispering in my ear telling me to enjoy the eternal life it has
healing my wounds that have been tormented and rejected
It tells me don't feel pain, let it banish from your soul
Let it crumble in your head
Rain falls down and flashes an eternal light upon me
As i become the unbroken angel of rain
Discovering the wondrous powers of rain
As it tells me, you will never feel pain, you feel joy
poem by Shameka Jones
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