Tulips
An age being mathematical, these flowers
Of linear stalks and spheroid blooms were prized
By men with wakened, speculative minds,
And when with mathematics they explored
The Macrocosm, and came at last to
The Vital Spirit of the World, and named it
Invisible Pure Fire, or, say, the Light,
The Tulips were the Light's receptacles.
The gold, the bronze, the red, the bright-swart Tulips!
No emblems they for us who no more dream
Of mathematics burgeoning to light
With Newton's prism and Spinoza's lens,
Or berkeley's ultimate, Invisible Pure Fire.
In colored state and carven brilliancy
We see them now, or, more illumined,
In sudden fieriness, as flowers fit
To go with vestments red on Pentecost.
poem by Padraic Colum
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Pure mathematics is on the whole distinctly more useful than applied. For what is useful above all is technique, and mathematical technique is taught mainly through pure mathematics.
quote by G.H. Hardy
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Light
Light that can be kind. Light that can smell sweet. Light that can be soft.
Light that can be porcelain. Light that can be silent. Light that can speak.
Light that can hold many colors. Light that can be romantic. Light that can be harsh.
Light that can be cold. Light that can be warm. Light that can be dry.
Light that can be loud. Light that can be love. Light that can be faith.
Light that can be full of strength. Light that can be pure. Light that can be dark.
Light that can be fragile. Light that can be crazy. Light that can be weird.
Light that can be old. Light that can be new. Light that can be inbetween.
Light that can be swift. Light that can be sharp. Light that can wonder.
Light that can be insane. Light that can be smooth. Light that can dream.
Light that can be free. Light that can be everlasting. Light that can be wild.
Light that is the lord. Light that is Jesus. Light that is holy.
Light that is the trinity. Light that can belong. Light that can be fast.
Light that can sing. Light that is the holy ghost. Light that is the Bible.
Light that can be a mith. Light that can be still. Light that can be different.
Light that can be hole. Light that can be true. Light that can be whimsical.
Light that can be bright. Light that can be formed. Light that is blessed.
Light that can be full of presence. Light that can tell a story. Light that can be intelligent.
Light that is like no other!
poem by Shania K. Younce
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The principal aim of mathematical education is to develop certain faculties of the mind, and among these intuition is not the least precious. It is through it that the mathematical world remains in touch with the real world, and even if pure mathematics could do without it, we should still have to have recourse to it to fill up the gulf that separates the symbol from reality.
quote by Henri Poincare
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Spring Flowers ~ Tulips
Tulips shyly smiling, greet the spring
Tightly closed when at
First we meet
Tulips slowly opening, begin to sing
Gaining volume
Ever sweet
No longer shy, as days grow longer,
Raising their heads
They begin to flirt
Tulips dressed in many a color
Breezes swirling
Each floral skirt
Tulips, brazen painted hussies,
Part their bright lips trying to seduce
The busy buzzing bees
Far too bold for dainty tussies
Vibrant Tulip flowers produce
Visions certain to please
poem by Mary Havran
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Dark Fire
Fire, dark and burning bright
Bright as day, yet, gives no light
In the shadows of the night
Take away immortal sight
Blind soul eyes with black twilight
Banish day and burn the night
Remove sin from Heavens sight
Fire, twist and taint the once pure light
Heaven fought against your might
In the end, He lost the fight
Pure souls surrender to the evil light
As shadows move to reign the night
Angel's wings flutter in fearful flight
In the shadow of your light
Fire, sweet and sin filled bane
Make the devil go insane
As you burn his skin with acid rain
His screams are songs wrought in pain
His wake of Hell’s dark fire wanes
Death and pain are what he gains
Shadows of the devil’s bane
Wash away his sin with His holy name
Fire of the dragon’s heart
Don’t let us tear the world apart
poem by Amanda Swain
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She's On Fire
Well this is just between us but between us let's get high
In pictures I have seen her and to see her is truly fine
She's on fire
She's on fire
Flowers in her evening set I get the feeling she won't forget
And there's times you'd long to be her but to be her is surely blinding
She's on fire
She's on fire
She's on to me
And I'm over me
She's on fire
And if I could be inside her light
I would steal enough to make my way into the night
And if I could be inside her light I might just find I'd be alright
Well it's not just a daydream if you decide to make it your life
And this is not between us but between us let's keep getting back to where it's from
She's on fire
She's on fire
She's on to me
And I'm over me
She's on fire
She's on to me
And I'm over me
She's over me
And I'm on to her
She's on fire
She's on fire
She's on fire
song performed by by Train from Drops Of Jupiter
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May not music be described as the mathematics of the sense, mathematics as music of the reason? The musician feels mathematics, the mathematician thinks music: music the dream, mathematics the working life.
quote by James Joseph Sylvester
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Fire and Light
Fire and light, fire and light
we were fire and light
before the world began
we shown like stars
now enclosed in flesh
like fireflies in jars
we forget we emit light
and a flame that consumes
Like the earth inside the core
or the lamps inside a room
we are like our Maker
fire and light, fire light,
a love that consumes the cold and night.
poem by J. E. Carpenter
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Kiss You Again
Laughing, singing, dancing, enjoying life,
thanks for being so sweet and kind and
brilliant and shiny and inspiring, you are
a bright light unto me, thanks for contri-
buting to my passionate delight with life
Thanks for eternal moments of infinite
love, moments I relive in my life every
time I dance in the sun and sing with
the wind, pure light without spectral
lines, you became a godly being
In the prism of my mind, a pure golden
light of divine inspiration – come, let
me kiss you again…
poem by Louise Tredoux
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Impure Mathematics
Let others consider pure mathematics,
I see a world
where reality leaves its mark
and the clockwork
gets shorter all the time
while time runs out.
Where no flowers remain
for the light brown bee
and everything pine away into a desert
and the greenhouse effect
covers the whole wide world,
the ozone layer burning away
and the sky full of grey clouds
shedding thunder and rain down
and waves
braking further over the horizon
in to the land
smashing in torrents
and man is dumbstruck
almost frozen
about the effect
of his own handiwork.
[Reference: Suiwer Wiskunde by N.P. Van wyk Louw.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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From The Cantata For N. F. S. Grundtvig
His day was the greatest the Northland has seen,
It one was with the midnight-sun's wonders serene:
The light wherein he sat was the light of God's true peace,
And that has never morning, nor night when it must cease.
In light of God's peace shone the
history
he gave,
The spirit's course on earth that shall conquer the grave.
Might of God's pure peace thus our
fathers'
mighty way
Before us for example and warning open lay.
In light of God's peace he beheld with watchful eye
The people at their work and the spirit's strivings high.
In light of God's pure peace he would have all learning glow,
And where his word is honored the 'Folk-High-Schools' must grow.
In light of God's peace stood 'mid sorrow and care
For Denmark's folk his comfort, a castle strong and fair;
In light of God's pure peace there shall once again be won
And thousand-fold increased, what seems lost now and undone.
In light of God's peace stands his patriarch-worth,
The sum and the amen of a manful life on earth.
In light of God's pure peace how his face shone, lifted up,
When white-haired at the altar he held th' atoning cup.
In light of God's peace came his word o'er the wave,
In light of God's pure peace sound the sweet psalms he gave.
In light of God's pure peace, as its sunbeam curtains fall
To hide him from us, stands now his memory for all.
poem by Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson
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The Walk Invisible, Pt 1
An angel here
An angel there
Glory here
Glory there
So a walk in the invisible
A blessing here
A blessing there
A treasure here
A treasure there
So a walk in the invisible
Joy here
Joy there
Here happiness
There happiness
So a walk in the invisible
Angel guiding
Angel protecting
Angel encouraging
Angel enlightening
So a walk in the invisible
A demon scared
A demon running
A demon afraid
A demon vanishing
So a walk in the invisible
A soul afflicted
A soul cherished
A soul helped
A soul encouraged
So a walk in the invisible
A walk in the invisible
So interesting so inspiring
An interaction with the invisible beings
A realm of pure glory and pure joy
And so a walk in the invisible continues
poem by Obed Akuma
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Shes On Fire
Well this is just between us but between us lets get high
In pictures I have seen her and to see her is truly fine
Shes on fire
Shes on fire
Flowers in her evening set I get the feeling she wont forget
And theres times youd long to be her but to be her is surely blinding
Shes on fire
Shes on fire
Shes on to me
And Im over me
Shes on fire
And if I could be inside her light
I would steal enough to make my way into the night
And if I could be inside her light I might just find Id be alright
Well its not just a daydream if you decide to make it your life
And this is not between us but between us lets keep getting back to where its from
Shes on fire
Shes on fire
Shes on to me
And Im over me
Shes on fire
Shes on to me
And Im over me
Shes over me
And Im on to her
Shes on fire
Shes on fire
Shes on fire
song performed by by Train
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Italian Myrtles
By many a soft Ligurian bay
The myrtles glisten green and bright,
Gleam with their flowers of snow by day,
And glow with fire-flies through the night,
And yet, despite the cold and heat,
Are ever fresh, and pure, and sweet.
There is an island in the West,
Where living myrtles bloom and blow,
Hearts where the fire-fly Love my rest
Within a paradise of snow-
Which yet, despite the cold and heat,
Are ever fresh, and pure, and sweet.
Deep in that gentle breast of thine-
Like fire and snow within the pearl-
Let purity and love combine,
O warm, pure-hearted Irish girl!
And in the cold and in the heat
Be ever fresh, and pure, and sweet.
Thy bosom bears as pure a snow
As e'er Italia's bowers can boast,
And though no fire-fly lends its glow-
As on the soft Ligurian coast-
'Tis warmed by an internal heat
Which ever keeps it pure and sweet.
The fire-flies fade on misty eves-
The inner fires alone endure;
Like rain that wets the leaves,
Thy very sorrows keep thee pure-
They temper a too ardent heat-
And keep thee ever pure and sweet.
poem by Denis Florence MacCarthy
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Where Are The Lights Hidden?
When look into the sky, there is some light, then dark,
When look into the heart there is lot of truth clogged,
When look into the eye, there is a cloudy lens, fogged,
Let the light be shown everywhere to see the invisible,
Let hundred Suns emerge from the offing of infinitive,
Let the space be lighten up to see the galaxies in the black holes,
Let the stars that are light years away sway as the candles,
Let the white light remove the smear from the souls,
When the darkness is removed through the light,
Many truths may become lies and lies become the truth,
Let the light be shown on our hearts to bring out the mirth.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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The traditional mathematician recognizes and appreciates mathematical elegance when he sees it. I propose to go one step further, and to consider elegance an essential ingredient of mathematics: if it is clumsy, it is not mathematics.
quote by Edsger Dijkstra
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The Sun
The sun comes forth; each mountain height
Glows with a tinge of rosy light,
And flowers, that slumbered through the night,
Their dewy leaves unfold;
A flood of splendor bursts on high,
And ocean's breast reflects a sky
Of crimson and of gold.
Oh! thou art glorious, orb of day!
Exulting nations hail thy ray,
Creation swells a choral lay,
To welcome thy return;
From thee all nature draws her hues,
Thy beams the insect's wings suffuse,
And in the diamond burn.
Yet must thou fade; when earth and heaven
By fire and tempest shall be riven,
Thou, from thy sphere of radiance driven,
Oh Sun! must fall at last;
Another heaven, another earth,
Far other glory shall have birth,
When all we see is past.
But He, who gave the word of might,
'Let there be light' and there was light,
Who bade thee chase the gloom of night,
And beam, the world to bless;
For ever bright, for ever pure,
Alone unchanging shall endure,
The Sun of Righteousness!
poem by Felicia Dorothea Hemans
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Fire fly
Fire fly!
Fire fly!
You are my friend and fly!
You are the children's and kid's beloved fly!
You are an insect
You are small in size
You have fire with your body
You make strange noises at night
By the help of your magical fire
You spread light
Your are trying to help people by spreading light
You softens the darkness away by your light
Oh! What a light you got!
Please give me your light
Share the secret of your magic
You are held captive by some naughty children
You are troubled by them
As they torture you
But fire fly! fire fly!
You are my friend...
poem by Z.I. Mahmud
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White Raven, Black Sun
White raven soars
before the eclipse of the sun
paradox of light and dark
a phoenix dipped in fire
For all of darkness
reveals a light unseen
all of light
casts a shadow
In this prism of refraction
lies a meaning to life
where the window’s reflection
has one before, one behind
Together seen unknown
like the axis of an eye
a kaleidoscope of kind
not known by our mind
To find the white raven once again
soar before the sun’s eclipse
wings tipped gold to capture its fury
dancing in its ring of fire
poem by Patty Rose
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The Walk Invisible, Pt 2
With a paean heart
Through the invisible trod
Through golden streets
Through glory sparkling spaces
As the invisible walk continues
With an angel
Niceties change
Another chamber
The angel announces welcome
So the invisible walk
So glorious the chamber
With blessings adorned
So many and diverse a blessing
For earthly inhabitants
So the invisible walk
To another glorious field
The angel leads
Pure crisp forms are seen for earthly immortals
Of jasper and other pricey and princely metals made
So the invisible walk
On crystal clear gold
Feet tread onto yet another place
A paean heart almost bursting
The trod goes through golden fruit trees
So the invisible walk
Angel announces
An eternity of pure joy
An everlasting glory
Will the immortal paean hearts experience
So the invisible walk
A flowery banquet into sight
As the angel says
For the patient immortals
Who the Saviour accepted this prepared
So the invisible walk
The angel asked
And the question is
Whether the reader of these lines
This banquet will attend
As the invisible walk continues
poem by Obed Akuma
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