In This Whole Life
When you have finished this scarce show
I will scare you into a closure of sins;
Bring me another action of your selling,
Law and scans of the varieties are solidly
Made to the tune of some start.
Where or when do we try to stay believably
Quiet?
Underneath the tree of stones and labor?
No, this lance of the starry sky is dawn
And the horizon. Halt to the name of his frame.
The horizon. The glory of your name.
Inside this tyrant called our very star
Is a sandwich to consume from fierce
Parties of endeavor, the lunch completes
The show.
Why did we try a little trunk of a tree
To bathe our library?
This building is nature's calm,
And it strikes according to charm,
Making you bidder of the art
Of climbing.
The scarcity of the horizon in full view
Instigates our pleasures,
As the wading of trees staggers us,
As we lie on the grass of an orchard
In this whole life.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Overture: Mountaintop & Sunrise/communion With The Sun
Ra, climbing the horizon
Rising up the mountain, lighting up the valley below
Ra, giver without measure
Beacon of compassion, shining through the spectrum of life
Day is born, night is gone
One in all, all is one
Communion with the sun
Ra, ruler of all nature
Burning on forever, melting all together in one
Ra, holy synthesizer
Inspiration showers green and growing gardens of love
Voices rise to the song
One in all, all is one
Communion with the sun, with the sun
Ra, ra, ra, ra, ra, ra, ra, ra
Ra, climbing the horizon
Waves of light come rolling across the floor of the valley
Ra, ra, ra, ra, ra
Lift your eyes to the dawn
One in all, all is one
Communion with the sun
song performed by by Utopia
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Overture: Mountaintop And Sunrise / Communion With The Sun
Ra, climbing the horizon
Rising up the mountain, lighting up the valley below
Ra, giver without measure
Beacon of compassion, shining through the spectrum of life
Day is born, night is gone
One in all, all is one
Communion with the sun
Ra, ruler of all nature
Burning on forever, melting all together in one
Ra, holy synthesizer
Inspiration showers green and growing gardens of love
Voices rise to the song
One in all, all is one
Communion with the sun, with the sun
Ra, Ra, Ra, Ra, Ra, Ra, Ra, Ra
Ra, climbing the horizon
Waves of light come rolling across the floor of the valley
Ra, Ra, Ra, Ra, Ra
Lift your eyes to the dawn
One in all, all is one
Communion with the sun
song performed by by Utopia
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Beautiful nature in the forest
Our beatiful nature
as it is full of leisure
it keeps us suuplied with food
and gives us too shelter which is good
our beautiful nature
in the forest the trees swing
while the birds sing
the grass dance at the birds tune
as their moisture will run away so soon
our beautiful nature
as you step inside the forest
i set my foot on the ground to rest
as the forest skin holds my feet
the dew rans way and the grass take a sit
our beautiful nature
i pick out a fruit from a tree
since they are provided for free
i dont even need to bend on to one knee
i relax inside with calm
since the forest has also a natural charm
which will protect me
from any living predators
lastly i came out happily
as i was fed so quickly
which makes me to be taking care of nature
so lets all take care of nature
poem by Tanaka Chirombo
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Beyond the horizon
sea and sky
the horizon
casting the line
beyond is god
marking this life
from the next
to understand
where we go
after this life
we can go chase
the horizon
seeking knowledge
it is a trip
and not a desination
the pleasure
is in the sea
of experiences
unraveling each
new mystery
beyond the answer
hides another answer
beyond the horizon
another horizon
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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A Magical Day
I am truly enchanted with this day
there are messages of love
from poets and poetesses far away
then there is the sun- my love
In this big baby blue sky
bringing me so much happiness
I smile and I sigh
what else can I say or do
today is most fabulous, yes it's true
the weather is clear and bright
laying low on the horizon
are streaks of clouds, frothy white
mother nature planned a special show
the moon is here, bathing in the sunlight,
beholding the beauty of nature
for he cannot see it in the night
the tree maidens wear pretty gowns
In colours of orange, red, gold and green
dance and swirl with the morning breeze
this is a most enchanting, delightful scene
oh my close your eyes, what a sight!
some tree maidens are undressing
for the sun and moon's delight
the moon kisses me goodbye
after this spectacular show
then I am left to bathe
in the sun's loving glow
poem by Rachel Nichols
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The mortality of a horizon
The mortality of a horizon
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What clouds roll on the horizon
Endless beyond the eye
Beyond thought and rhyme
Beyond the reach of a voice
Full beautiful and poetic
Ode to the tapestry of life
And man in full mortality
Falls to a nothingness
Nature in all its wild beauty
Captivates creation
In dying a new life awaits
Seasoned history has spoken
The falling acorn grows
Seeded into the bosom of earth
To stand tall, majestic
There silhouetted upon the horizon
Amongst the rolling clouds
Endless beyond all time
poem by Matthew Holloway
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050310d Monday Morning
where is my big orange ball
it should by horizon by now
this fog is shielding everything
how helpful this nature be
besides impair on my vision
ah! it provides moisture to tree
little bit colder could be snow
purification of earth's surface
clouds are red like rose bloom
too low it could touch the boom
towering over a fog & building
what a day to start a morning
poem by Manonton Dalan
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Autumn On The Horizon
Autumn is on the horizon, I can tell
By the colored leaves that fell,
While all around the land was green,
The change in the season hardly seen.
Autumn is on the horizon, I can tell,
Orchard trees are fruitless as well.
Their outstretched boughs as if in a spell
As the succulent leaves begin to pale.
Autumn is on the horizon, I can tell,
Birds not singing on the porch rail
Sensing the coming of the autumn chill,
Prepare to flock on the nearby hill.
Autumn is on the horizon, I can tell
Seeing woolly caterpillars on the boarded well,
Squirrels scurrying across the ground
Where hickory nuts now abound.
Autumn is coming soon, if one believes,
The land will be covered with a blanket of leaves.
Flowers wilting beneath the hazy sky,
No longer attracting a beautiful butterfly.
poem by Joseph T. Renaldi
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A New Horizon
Coming above is a new horizon, for all who are found in The Son,
But this horizon you can not see, as this horizon friend, is Eternity.
The Son is The Lord Jesus Christ, and the horizon is Eternal Life.
And no man can truly conceive this new horizon for all who believe.
This new horizon has much to behold, in a world that won’t grow old,
This world will be awesomely bright, for Jesus Christ will be the Light.
With this new world being totally pure, it shall endure forevermore.
Sin and darkness will be no more, they will be absent forevermore.
This new horizon was meant for all, to put behind man’s sin and fall,
This New Paradise that has no time, for it is Eternal by God’s design.
And even our bodies, racked with sin, are being renewed from within.
Although we have spiritually died, are new bodies shall be Glorified.
By God, Eternal beings we were made, this is why we’ve been saved,
God saved us from the Eternal Fire, for this my friend, is God’s desire.
Christ died so we won’t perish, and He is the one to eternally cherish.
For it’s only through God’s Son, that we can enter His Eternal Horizon.
To enter into Heavenly Paradise, it must be under the Blood of Christ,
His atoning work will wash your sin; you only have to believe in Him.
You will enter Paradise for sure, when you fully trust Christ as Lord.
But if you reject God’s Only Son, you will be facing a bleak horizon.
Just Over The Horizon
Just over the horizon
there's a love that waits for me.
Just over the horizon,
the place that I can't see
is where we'll meet again my love
and then we will be free
to share again the warmth of love
to shine upon our face.
I look toward that horizon
somewhere out in space.
I am comforted in the knowing
that what I felt with you
is burning brightly every day
right beyond the blue.
There is no end to a love like ours.
There's only another start.
So wait for me, my sweet one
until I do depart
and travel over the horizon
to meet you with a kiss.
It will all come together for us
into eternal bliss.
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poem by Edwina Reizer
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Miles Away
I got my head down between my knees
I got my back against this bedroom wall
I hear my voice saying baby please
But I know you dont hear me call
Youre staring at that far horizon
I dont even know why you stay
Its like youre already miles and miles away
We got this life so far turned around
We only talk about what happened last
We try to move ahead but were losing ground
To the heartache and the pain of the past
Staring at that far horizon
I dont even know why I stay
Youre already miles and miles away.
Miles away
From these sad deliberations
From a life in disarray
And all these recriminations
And these stones all in your passway
You got this rage choking up your voice
And youre behaving like an orphan child
I want to be your friend but I got no choice
Than to fight when youre so mean and wild
Staring at that far horizon
I dont even know why you stay
Its like youre already miles and miles away
Miles away
From these sad deliberations
From the innocence betrayed
The abandoned expectations
And the stones that we have laid
song performed by by Jackson Browne
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Here To Stay
Here To Stay
Who is this man
That follows me
This blue eyed boy
Who wants to be
This worthy cause
Of human kind
This pawn set up by time
Like a bright light on the horizon
Shining so bright, he'll get you flying
He'll drive you away, he'll drive you insane
But then he'll remove all of your pain
Like a bright light on the horizon
Shining so bright, he'll get you flying
He'll get you flying, he'll get you flying
He'll get you flying, flying, flying
This open book
Yet to be read
This second look
This leap ahead
The hope I held inside
With you, was kept alive
Like a bright light on the horizon
Shining so bright, he'll get you flying
He'll drive you away, he'll drive you insane
But then he'll remove all of your pain
Like a bright light on the horizon
Shining so bright, He'll get you flying
He'll get you flying, He'll get you flying
He'll get you flying, flying, flying
We're here to stay
We're here to stay
We're here to stay
We're here to stay
We're here to stay
We're here to stay
We're here to stay
We're here to stay
Like a bright light on the horizon
Shining so bright, he'll get you flying
He'll get you flying, he'll get you flying
He'll get you flying, flying, flying
song performed by by New Order
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A Man Who Knows Much About Nature
He has not been to college or uni and for so called success in life he does not have much to show
But about flora and fauna and Nature there is so much he seems to know
He knows all of the trees in the Parkland by the bark or the leaves that they wear
A man who knows much about Nature and for the health of Nature he care.
A man who knows much about nature by their songs the birds he recognize
He like the quiet place in the country far removed from human made noise
In the shadow of a tree by the river the sun shining bright in the sky
Listening to birds singing around him such moments of peace he enjoy.
He like places without man's buildings away from the noise of the street
A quiet place in Nature's own kingdom where the creek and the river meet
Where lark he is soaring and singing as upward and upwards he fly
He has been a student of Nature ever since he was a young school going boy.
A man who knows much about Nature and to Nature he remains true
And Nature needs all of her good friends for Nature's good friends are too few
The weekend finds him in a quiet place on a sunny day sitting by a tree
Near where the creek flows into the river the river that flows to the sea.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Autumn leaves
In full autumn splendour the trees display
proclaiming the glory of God each passing day.
For The Divine Artist every year paints each tree
so that each person on earth His glory can see.
And when He has finished painting each one
He brings out their colour with the blazing sun.
Then using the wind to dislodge each leaf
He forms a carpet on the ground beneath.
He has given us eyes so that we can see
His glory and majesty in every tree.
Our God like an artist uses His creation
To show us of the way to His salvation.
For as the leaf fell to the ground and died
So Christ gave His life when crucified.
His blood flowed red like autumn leaves
and cleanses all who His love receives.
A well-ordered life is like climbing a tower; the view halfway up is better than the view from the base, and it steadily becomes finer as the horizon expands.
quote by William Lyon Phelps
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The Eagle And The Man...
like an eagle one soars and tries
to scuttle for an island where it may nest
and lay its eggs
hoping for the cliffs and
some sticks and trunks of deadwood
wandering if there is
a monkey for dinner to start with
none so far attracts the beginning
of greatness
there is no height and there is no
sound for prey
the eagle wanders dissolving in
a far horizon
the man stays foot under the big tree
envious of the searching trip
unable to dissolve itself in his
chosen horizon
in his world of fences and walls
safe and yet so unhappy.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Pray To Have Your Memory Linger
What we had yesterday...
From me,
Just will not go away.
I would get up at dawn,
And think about you.
I would sit to witness the Sunset.
Until from the horizon,
It was gone from view.
What we had yesterday...
From me,
Just will not go away.
Each face I'd see smiling...
I'd see you smiling too!
Each couple I'd see holding hands as they walked...
I'd remember your voice,
With a wish to hear you again to me talk.
I would get up at dawn,
And think about you.
I would sit to witness the Sunset.
Until from the horizon,
It was gone from view.
What we had yesterday...
From me,
Just will not go away.
Even today,
I pray to have your memory linger.
Even today,
I pray the thought of you...
Never goes away!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Simplicity Of Nature
reeds on the side of the lake
ripples of water
sand over mud
a green island on the other side
shades of the horizon
blue and darker sometimes
blue skies and fluffy white clouds
how this view sings in harmony
with the heart of a man
sitting in solitude under a tree
on the grass
nature is indeed simpler than man
more beautiful even without him
but who shall know? when man becomes
extinct, who shall know?
when man is finally excluded, who shall tell?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Locked Inside
I have often marveled at the glory of the sun,
When it rises above the trees in full bloom in the summertime-
Innocently gazing over the magnitude of its mysteriousness-
I could capture each moment within my cupped hands-
Each moment that its rays pirouette, casting its shadows
Upon the grass that is nearly laughing as it sparkles,
While it reflects in its dew each ray at the dawning of every new day-
I am alone every morning when I awaken to welcome
The miracle of each new day-I am alone as I hope and wish that
Someday I can be a part of this gift nature has bestowed upon this world-
Being in motion with the gentle breeze that rustles
The leaves on the oak and maple trees which I can see
For miles and miles until they reach the mountains on the horizon,
Then meeting with the sky-
The sky, cobalt blue in its hue and there, not a cloud to be seen-
I see the trees, the mountains and the splendor of the sun at daybreak-
I can see the dew upon the grass capturing the sunlight, as
Each ray reaches out as would a cherub with her arms outstretched-
I can feel the gentle summertime breeze lightly touching my arms
In an almost sentimental way-
But locked inside the dwelling of my own small world and inside of the
Tenement of what could be none but delusions-
This splendor before me- I can only perceive-
And today I believe I can also see a rainbow coloring the horizon outside-
Robins, cardinals, wild geese and finches flying about as if they have not a care,
If rain were falling, my tears would not be known to any others only because,
They are so copious they would hit the ground with the rhythm of the rain as it falls.
I believe that there are two worlds that exist- one God created and that is the
Magnificence of nature, and the other, being the dark would of my dreams.
I have often surmised that there exists a lock that keeps me barred from all that is real-
While to this lock, I have yet to find a key to unlock and open-
I fantasize that one day I will break free from the inner dwelling of my madness.
I would climb a mountain and touch the sun above the horizon if I could.
I have painted a mural inside of my mind of the vastness and loveliness of this planet-
So many times I have believed I have found that special key that
Unlocks the phantasmal gate that separates me from all that is real, but
It is all within a dream and I t has been said that dreams often don’t come true,
But there are those alive who don’t even have dreams to wish upon, and therefore-
I shall be a wild bird flying above this land, beholding nature’s beauty, until
I reach the sky and even if only in my dreams-
I know I have a soul and won’t give up hope-
And we all know that souls shall never die…
poem by Claudia Krizay
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Morning Walks
morning walks you spend alone
time squandered
without the sun fully shining
you see a gray horizon
feeling the limitless stretch
out there
shadows of trees
foggy mountains and
this sad bird still sleepy
on a branch of a tree
underneath the grasses wilt
and some unknown footsteps
you stop for a while to think
and then you keep on walking
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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