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Tell Me What Is It

tell me what is it that stays on the water
the whole night and does not get wet

it is the moon reflected on the clear pond.

nothing is broken.
or consumed. i am seeing it well

and tomorrow i shall see the rising sun
completely in one dew
of the grass.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Water so Deep and Profound

Water so sinuous and devious,
And as mystifying as you.
Water is always hiding its true self,
Never in one form.
Water can be the shimmer,
Reflecting off the light of the pond,
Making the pond seem magnificent.
Water can be the rushing sound,
As it escapes the secretive pond,
And runes down into the vast ocean,
Seeking adventure and unfound dreams.
Water can be the feeling of calmness,
As it sits there, overlooking the pond,
With wonder and seeing how it made it what it is.
Water so supple and wondrous,
The pond is born from the water.
Water so deep and profound,
Just like you,
The pond so incomplete without water,
Just like your family.

poem by Music Galore
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The Reflection of God

Thoughts are like ripples,
gently flowing over
the surface of the mind.

Deep inside us
we bear the image of God,
the ripples of thought break that image
into fragments.

It is as if you are looking in
a lake full of ripples-
It is a full moon night,
and the lake is reflecting
the beautiful moon.

But the lake is full of ripples
You cannot gather the moon together;
the moon goes on splitting
into a thousand fragments.
The whole lake seems to be
spread over by the moon-
the silvery beauty, softly broken apart;
many a fragments is seen floating-
all around.

Then the wind stops,
the ripples disappear:
those fragments start falling into one moon.
The silver that was spread
all over the lake,
now becomes more concentrated
into one place - into one moon.

When the lake
is completely without ripples,
the moon is reflected perfectly.
God is reflected perfectly
when there is no ripple in you.

poem by Nazmul Haque
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Your mind is like water in a pond

Observe the water in a pond
Keep it still and particles will sediment to ground
Only then the surface becomes transparent and clear
Our reflections we can view without a blur

When wind blows and creates waves on the surface
Those sediments will be stirred up and make the water opaque
Then the water surface is no longer transparent and clear
And our reflections in it will become just blurs

Our mind is like water in that pond
Only when still and calm it can be clear and strong
If we let external forces disturb our still and calm mind
By those things we will be controlled and beguiled.

poem by Henry Chen
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Morning Sun

Scarlet sunset reflected in the silent stream,
Dazed emerald forest still,
In this never ending dream,
Wind whispers through the grass softly,
As the sun's rays brushes the Earth's face,
Warmth spreads,
The sun's comforting grace,
And as the sun slowly disappears,
Lesser stars show,
As diamond shining tears,
Wait until morning in the moon's dull light,
The sun rests during the dream-filled night,
And still once more,
Until the sun returns,
Reflected past the water's shore.

poem by Keitorin Miki
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A Reconnection

Koi feeding on
my hand
in the clear pond

beside
the neighbor's house

it is the first day
of this year

bubbles of water
rising to the surface

green moss and
rocks

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The lonely moon

one night
the moon sits on
the clear pond
and sees
how beautiful she is
shining like
a mother pearl

she begins to sing
with the wind
and that night
the moon was never
lonely ever again.

alone perhaps
but so lovely!

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Could Have Told You

THAT YELLOW
SOLO LEAF floating on a very clear pond,

was it last summer?
will it really matter when someone is finally gone?

will the wind remember?
will the deep water of the pond be always true to its clarity and peace?

that yellow leaf that sank on the very clear pond on one peaceful day

will someone still remember?

i think, i will,
if i, too, shall live
longer than
you.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Clouds Too Have A Way Of Looking

the clouds too have a way of looking
at themselves on the pond
its mirror
for a while they stay there and admire
their puffs and cottons

the reeds standing by the murky water
take pride

an island of grass stays beside them

then the clouds slowly move away
nobody owns them
and they do not touch anybody too.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Will You Love Me Tomorrow

Tonight you're mine completely
You give your love so sweetly
Tonight the light of love is in your eyes
But will you love me tomorrow
Is this a lasting treasure
Or a moment's pleasure
Should I believe the magic of your sigh
Will you still love me tomorrow
Tonight with words unspoken
You say that I'm the only one
But will my heart be broken
When the night meets the morning's sun
I like to know that your love
Is a love I can be sure of
So tell me now and I won't ask again
Will you still love me tomorrow
So tell me now and I won't ask again
Will you still love me tomorrow
Will you still love me tomorrow
Will you still love me tomorrow

song performed by by Cher
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Venice

Water and marble and that silentness
Which is not broken by a wheel or hoof;
A city like a water-lily, less
Seen than reflected, palace wall and roof,
In the unfruitful waters motionless,
Without one living grass's green reproof;
A city without joy or weariness,
Itself beholding, from itself aloof.

poem by Arthur Symons
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