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Theocentricity (being touched by touching a rock)

What is this magnificent desert rock I have found?
Perhaps a piece of some sacred ground?
Or a grand work of ancient art
from the depths of a great creator's open heart.
-Mystery rides redolent in the air
Beauty abounds and distinct divination is to be found,
Everywhere.
The wind sings its sacrosanct song
With it the trees softly sway and dance along.
All of nature sings,
And the Wonder of redemption
Awaits in the wings...
The sunset covers the Western horizon with blood,
Washing the troubles of this day
Forever far away,
As God watches and blesses from above.
A full moon giving grace
Flows through the desert night
Allowing a view of
The most wonderous sight:
A hungry old owl
On wing takes flight,
While the stars overhead
Delightfully twinkle so bright.
-In the morning the sun arises in the eastern sky
Just as an eagle rises to fly...
Why these moments cannot last?
Why all of time rolls on and on so very fast?

In this world
So much is simply unable to be explained;
Like the way it feels standing in the desert
During a slow cool rain,
Or sitting on a mountain top alone
With the fragrant breeze
Whispering grace among the trees,
Surreptitiously telling you
That somehow here and now
You are closer than ever to your own true Home.

Blessed are the things visceral
That trenchantly touch and calmly caress
Heart, mind and soul;
These sweet -if seldom realized- ontic movements of life
So deeply alive, I cannot truly reify,
Yet somehow I do deeply know,
And can't help but ponder
Why it is so.
For of the deepest things it seems
Humanity is allowed only a glimpse,
Merely a touch,
Perhaps any more here and now may be far too much.
So they continue to come and go,
Ebb and flow,
And here refuse to stay
As if only sent temporarily
With some divine message to say:
' At the center of everything -even a small desert stone- is God,
Life's Ultimate Concern.'
And through all these things
Of great eternal love and wonder
We are all certainly able to learn.

poem by Smoky Hoss
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I Saw God Today.... For My Pal Smoky

I saw God today, on a mountain high,
As the wind blew through my hair.
I saw God today in the clear blue sky,
I felt small and humble there.

I saw God today, in the desert sands,
As the Joshua Trees reached for the sky.
I saw God today in the arid sands,
And heard the coyotes mournful cries.

I saw God today in the desert sun,
And in the desert willow bells.
I saw God today, just one on one,
In beautiful stones and ancient sea shells.

I saw God today and he saw me,
I could reach out and touch his face.
I saw God in that vast dry sea,
And now my soul is full of grace.

I saw God today, in the great Southwest,
God saw my heart, and I saw his.
I can't still the thunder in my chest,
You see, that's where heaven is.

4/4/12 Alton Texas

poem by Juan Olivarez
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Serene Morning

The world starts this morning
brought shivers, chills and sting
yet as early morning birds sings
to my soul, serenity it brings

In my heart, I in bliss
the world, I it pleased
Its beauty I'd really miss
my life be in peace

The sky yet be blue
overhead is blood hue
everything seems so true
all left needed is you

The radiant-colored butterflies
floats freely on their wings
and the sweet, tender lullabies
The song nature sings

what a peaceful melody;
unpredictable waves of the sea.
Electrifying touch of breeze,
Our eternal time that freeze.

poem by Ellirie Aviles
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Night Secrets

Night Secrets…
No more my aching heart
As you sleep silent in my breast
Awakening in the night
I await your sweet caress
My aching, barren arms in vain
So many times I've wept
At night upon my pillow
While in my bed I slept

Night secrets in the darkness
Like dark, murky shadows
That linger in the night
The rain softly whispers
Through the wind and trees
Carrying my secrets
To the moon shining bright

Secrets kept deep within my heart
They whisper in the night
No one else may listen
There's no one else in sight
They echo through the evening
Those things I cannot share
My secrets whispering in the darkness
Like a breeze fluttering through air

Until then…

I'll wait my love
For your soft, caressing touch
With the stars softly glowing
Through the window in my room
I lie quietly in my bed
With the shadows of the night
Whispers flow in the breeze
Sending them gently to the moon

Until then…

I'll wait til you come again
When I can softly whisper in your ear
Those secrets that I carry
Sharing secrets...
With the one I love so dear

Until then I'll wait...
For my heart belongs to only you

poem by ANNE P LadeeAnne MURRAY
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Served With A Calabash

Visit me in the Kalahari Desert and,
Come and taste my sweet love with the heat of the sun;
And there you will meet my siblings waiting to serve you.
Visit me in the Kalahari Desert and,
You will see the moon already up high in the night of my love;
For the story of love is all that i have to serve to you!
Life is very hot out here and your love will cool me down,
For it is like the story of the Bushmen in the jungle;
But slowly you will come to understand things with me.
At times, it is like the snake with seven heads;
But with the river of love that flows beside me.
YOu have to carry your mat on your shoulders along,
For i will be there always to guide you onto the paths of love;
And my love will lead you like the sugar and the honey,
For the story of love is all that i have to serve you.
Come and learn my ways on this desert!
For it is served with a calabash to keep you at home;
And my mind will be at rest always with you.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Theopathy

Evening memory,
whisper from your sweet flower sight,
as birds float delight.
World beauty,
sow some sweet simple spring season,
sky and sun without end.

Things combine
And seem to make little sense
When the great Beauty is bold
Singing its own song intense...
Sensations and seasons are best
When sowed in the simplicity
Of the pureness of poetry.

The dancing desert does delight
In the epiphanic voice,
Crying in the wilderness
Calling in the heart
Pleading in the mind, and
Claiming in the soul.

Beauty is the mysterious memory
Of what once was... and, by grace,
Shall someday return.
Known, unknown,
Wild, free, deep and true...
Nature speaks of
Gives hints toward, and
Causes contemplation for
What we know we barely know
And yet craving after
Do not understand...
Natures cryptic call
Seizes the soul and hungers the heart
Of all who willingly hear, and quietly listen
To the Voice
Crying, crying, and crying tears of longing
Throughout our own wilderness trek...

Sunrises to find,
softly speak visions in light,
as butterflies show freedom of flight.
Universe magnanimous,
moons and stars brilliant to send,
deep divine eternal hope from the final true,
Friend.

poem by Smoky Hoss
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Angelic Vision

She sat lightly
On the edge
Of the mighty stone,
The very same one
That had rolled away
All on it's own -
With perfume on the cross
Around her neck
And just the slightest scent
Of good news upon her breath.
She glowed without
From beauty and grace within,
She seemed to understand
Each human flaw and chagrin.
There was pure poetry
In the words she said,
With enough life
To raise the dead.
She seemed to arise from nowhere
Blessed with vivid eternal vision
Meant for everywhere -
In her hair hung
A crimson flower,
Blooming with the color of blood
Drenched in the wonder of all living power.
Blossomed from the deep cold earth
Rising, hope to give
For all who shall ever hunger, want or hurt -
Sitting in the sun
Her eyes bright as a
New day,
Her heavenly voice carried grace To all who heard the words
She came to say.
Sure sincerity and subtle softness
Resided in her passionate words,
Sending out comfort and calm
Upon all who heard.
She spoke with blithe beauty
Of all that is:
With life, and death
Of what was, is and shall yet be,
Of the world's aching history
And mankinds deepest divine mystery,
From old words
The prophets did say
To venerated visions
Of the judgement day,
Of the mighty mountain top
And fallen unremembered rocks
(for, they had forgotten:
they were only a piece
not the whole Mountain.)
Of picking desert flowers to save
And riding distant clouds,
Of silent meditations
And singing out loud -
Her words
Upon the air did float,
With wild wonder
Like an epic poem
She sagaciously spoke.
Those words of hers
Light as a falling feather,
Powerful as a mighty wind
All bound by and within
The eternal forever -
Freely and fondly she did talk,
Amongst sinner and saint
She did walk.
Alike to the mean and the meek
Of peace, patience and understanding,
With wisdom
She did speak,
Of all manner of things deep
For which each soul does somehow
Earnestly seek.
- Maybe she came to prophesy,
Perhaps to judge...
But, most likely
To display redemption
And to give great love!
- An angel she could have been,
A dream
She might still be...
For in this worn world
Things, heard or seen,
Are not always as clear
Nor as certain
As they so often seem...
Therefore, peacefully watch
Patiently wait
Worry not
Nor in fear abide,
For the great King who stands
By her side at the gate
Did send the angel
Assurance for all to give
Of the waiting, wonderful fate...

poem by Smoky Hoss
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A Horse With No Name

On the first part of the journey
I was looking at all the life
There were plants and birds and rocks and things
There was sand and hills and rings
The first thing I met was a fly with a buzz
And the sky with no clouds
The heat was hot and the ground was dry
But the air was full of sound
Ive been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
cause there aint no one for to give you no pain
La, la ...
After two days in the desert sun
My skin began to turn red
After three days in the desert fun
I was looking at a river bed
And the story it told of a river that flowed
Made me sad to think it was dead
You see Ive been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
cause there aint no one for to give you no pain
La, la ...
After nine days I let the horse run free
cause the desert had turned to sea
There were plants and birds and rocks and things
There was sand and hills and rings
The ocean is a desert with its life underground
And a perfect disguise above
Under the cities lies a heart made of ground
But the humans will give no love
You see Ive been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
cause there aint no one for to give you no pain
La, la ...

song performed by by America
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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My Texas Desert Heaven

There's no tree,
As far as I can see,
The cactus are always green.
There's alot of sand,
But oh man,
This is my Texas desert heaven.
The stars are nice and bright,
The moon shines over desert sky at night,
That's My Texas desert night.
It's like being in Heaven,
When it rains it smells so great.
This is where my heart roams and stays,
This is My Texas Desert Heaven.

poem by Christina Muniz
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Questions to Desert Wind…

You wonder,
Did the desert wind already forgotten to past?

No dearest, it has always blown so gently…
Crafting this dry open desert,
Shifting mystical sand dunes,
Bringing precious droplets to a thirsty bird,
To comfort her broken heart!

You further asked,
O desert wind…
Why erased my written message in the sand?

So let it be a permanent secret,
Cause I have already engraved it in my heart.

poem by Desert Life
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Desert Rose

Bring the lost back to the right path
Desert rose with the silence voice
Whispering in the calm scented air
Mesmerizing, captivating, a guidance
Perfume sight for blinded eyes, in the sandy breeze
Trails the hopes to find way home
Back to the place of attraction
The hidden ambitious land
In the Secret garden of oasis

Trusted voice with hidden beauty
Miles away, spraying your spirit to the air
Taste the mist of fumes, language of mystery
The fragrance essence, invisible guide within the air
Natural elixir to heal mirages curse
Revealing there are the illusion images
Awakening sanity, miraculously sober
We'll see the truth of the truth

Disperse sweetest fumes, a silky touch
Now the land hypnotized under your spirit
Soften your soul with blossom smiles
Preserve your beauty with innocent fair
Thorns be ultimate sword, guard your pride
Protect life from harmful touch of enemy eyes

Desert rose,
Unveil us the secret of life
As the only softness will survive when life is so hard
Soft as water, gentleness not easily broken, a lesson
The smell of you may call thousands souls back
Among of them most will care, a little will scare
You dont cry when the evil hands break you a part
After all you lead them safe from lost
Brokenness they made,
But your fragrance lingering in hands
Haunting them back

Rare persona... in you desert rose
In the sandy ocean, you devote for better life,
Amazing grace based on your strongest will
Days without rain while the sun vapor the strength
Resistant but beauty even the land is burning thee
Root of hopes now stronger to find water deeper
True charisma, exist in you, desert rose

Comrades by twinkling stars and moon smiles
The night seems brighter by your whispering melody
Lullabying desert with sweet enchanting fragrance
Lay in frozen curse, stay strong to stand all night long
Strong stormy sand, covering your remark
Change the hills, dust on your body,
Thirst of the better life
Standing still there,
Your smile intact in the layers,
The bud never broken before bloom

Like us you not strong for all time
One day your smiles will broken, by a hand or storm
One by one the petals depart till all gone
All petals lost, follow the wind journey in a far distance
Flying, kissing the sand and fall to the ground
Finally you vapored and dried but wont surrender
That's not over as the fume wont decay
Never stop to give up for any reason, no way
Fragrance soul cant be defeated, killed in any way

Blessing gift in the desert
Your immortal spirit back revisited
Here in secret garden of oasis
With devotion for better life, desert rose keep survive
Broken will replaced, come new buds, each will bloom
Smile again, the beauty with enchanting fumes
Lead the lost back home again
You rose once, and will rise one more time
Share your glory till the summit of sand hill
Desert Rose, the soul perfume of serenity
Live your life with strong, soul's spirit truly

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About Desert Rose:
Why rose? (Rose come from word rise, haha, beauty n great fumes)
Not like other roses, this rose live in oasis
The smell is a voice, silence with sounds
Center in the desert, the spirit within is stronger like the smell it has
In our life there's obstacles and illusion around us
Just like the desert rose, the nature guidance of life
facing the mirages, a lot of illusion that fool our mind
or the hardness when people broken your soul or even
When surrounding inhibit your freedom...
I learn from desert rose to keep soul and spirit win
The smell will show where to go, back to oasis the where they came from
In windy, sandy breeze we cant see clearly..more than that the scenery in desert
all look the same, a field of sand, where to go? ? ? like blind people
to find a way alone without a stick, if we be like a desert rose
the undying spirit and soul, we will have opportunity to finish.
The desert rose perfume signal the hope that the destination to go
the spirit should never die and if it die we will forever lost
in hopelessness...Even people keep you down and down
no matter what you give to them, the smell of fragrance cant
be killed by sword, and the smell is the spirit...devotee for better life
Once again, nature taught me about life...Rose symbol of beauty and fumes
we must be soft but not easily broken, if broken revive the new hope
Thanks for reading_Unwritten Soul

Next Rise from the Ashes poem collection
3: Burning Goodbye
4: Night whisperer
5: Rise from ashes
6: Ethereal Broken
7: Estranged in Mirage

poem by Unwritten Soul
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Descry

I stood in a grand wood alone
whispering to God upon his throne:
' Is it truly true
nothing is more powerful
than magnificent You? '
Then, I stood by the great ocean
and whispered to God:
'Can You hear me above the roar?
How will You find me,
my footprints have washed away all along the shore? '
Finally, I stood upon the highest mountain top
and whispered to God:
'Can you see me now,
the mere speck that I am,
even just a glimpse, somehow? '
No reply came.
Not in words
I could hear.
No powerful voice
loud and clear.
I waited
'til the end
of day.
Then quietly, alone,
I simply walked away.

On my way home
travelling into the dusk,
a desert I did pass through
with a quiet and lonely
darkened view.
Nothing moved,
not a sound.
Except, for the slightest breeze
whisper wonders my way,
through the tops of a few scraggly trees.
I stoped
I looked
I stood.
Amazed at this wind
passing by through the twisted and bent woods.
It was at that moment
in the darkness,
at the edge of desolation, among the lowly trees,
that I became fully aware,
God is everywhere, even right here next to me.

poem by Smoky Hoss
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A Million Miles From Home

There's a distant radio station
Way, way out there...
Plays in my mind, all the time,
Native American,
Western song and rhyme-
Sounds of a voice calling
From a true old friend,
Whispering wind
Blown in from heaven
Persistently pushes through me
Alluring awe and
Beckoning beauty...

God,
I feel a million million
Miles from home.
And very often a way out there
In the desert
So all alone,
It causes me,
More than anything else,
To seek You.
This desert so stark and so real
My soul feels the wind
As it touches the pure sky of blue.
And still-always it seems-
I'm a million miles from Home.
It's why I can't stay still,
Following the spirits will.
I travel with nothing more
Than what I wear,
Old worn boots
Faded jacket
Hat for shade
Canteen for thirst,
I'll trust the love of strangers
With food to share,
I've no earthly roots
No place to stay and sit
Memories wander and fade
As I continue to seek
The Last and the First.

And still-always it seems-
I'm a million miles from Home.
I feel it all so deep
In my weary bones.
Will I ever make it?
Does the wind-spirit lead me there?
Blind I look,
Deaf I listen...
Only my heart seems to truly understand
I've nowhere else to go,
Whether a million miles away
Or a million days
I will continue searching throughout this land
Until I find I know,
What yet I do not know.

poem by Smoky Hoss
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Two Edged Sword

Down there past the pearls
Way past molecules
Past genes and planets
Past the ancient tree of the
Knowledge of good and evil
Living worlds of choice
Do you ever get a glimpse?
“When the doors of perception
Are cleansed we shall see things
As they are, Eternal”

Who shall cleanse these doors?
Wise men marvel at a baby king
Flesh and blood cannot enter
Those that try are burned alive
When they are in the desert, don’t go
When they rent their great halls, don’t go
When they try to sell you things, don’t go
Blessed are you meek
Blessed are you that hunger and thirst
After righteousness, you shall be filled

A star in the east shines
His heel was bruised and the battle won
The head of the serpent crushed
The door opened
Were you there when he hung the stars?
The tree of life blossoms
The angels guard the gate
Blue so Holy it sings
White so pure and bright it praises
Eternity is a two-edged sword

poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Bouquet of words

Don't ask me what is friend?
What is love? Where it lies in?
Well definition, most of us confused
With the sweet of love juice
As love has chain to fuse
Grab this love that i lend
Love is not only for a lover
Love also made for a friend
and great love for God
Beautiful loves are broad

Dear, love of friend...
like the blessing rain
to fall on dry and hot desert
then raise a nice feeling
grow green, life in desert
sweet, beautiful and blessed...

A True friend, a true hand to lend
Sweet and thick like honey
Nothing with money
Hate to hate
Love to love
Not love to hate
Or hate to love

Losing a friend
Losing an element of light
Losing a different sight
Still can see with normal light
But missing core of value inside

A True friend
Share one color in life canvas
Surround by true friends
Finished a priceless of life canvas
With multiple colors trend

Simply, deeply thanks to say
You are my good friend ever
Makes everyday is a beautiful day
We stay in field of innocent forever

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Re.edited and a 2nd version of love and friend,
Dedicated 'To all my friends here'
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poem by Unwritten Soul
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Land Out of Time

Oh, where to find
Great moments
Of nonrecordable time -
A place
Where souls may fly,
A grand-land
That begots life to live - and death to die -
Only one region
Can there be,
The mysterious American southwest desert
Wild land of eternity.

Tarry long in this nature
Read her as a book,
Linger over every line
Stopping often to take an extra look -
The mind may arise with revolt
Trying all to see with reason,
But, let the heart saunter, while quietly receiving
The timeless beauty of each and every season.

Hike here with purpose
Not with casual passing to a destination,
For this journey is
Pure sensation -
Come here to find
Great mystery into which we belong,
To hear and to sing
The spirit's living song.

Words fail to touch
What souls deeply feel,
Time and space dare not bear
The moments that worlds and men can never conceal -
For here the ages cease
While life ever moving, continues through,
This land touched by God...
And understood by so very few.

poem by Smoky Hoss
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Utah Canyon '04

In a beautiful,
Devinely desolate,
Limpidly lonely,
Canyon - where the Spirit meets the man -
The wind mournfully blows
As it plays with the rocks and trees
It alone so intimately knows.
Utah uniqueness,
Hypaethral happiness...
A place far different from all the rest,
A place ardored with the aroma
Of a deeply spiritual quest.
Sun by day,
Moon by night
In here reflect
Beauty so bright;
From beyond the ledge on high
A hawk soars down - interlucent epiphany -
God stands here...
For this is holy ground.
-Only a few,
This wilderness wonder,
Are allowed to see;
Thank God
One of them
Has been me, standing here at
Heaven's door,
In Utah, aught-four.

' Always I shall be one who loves the wilderness:
Swaggers and softly creeps between the mountain peaks;
... I shall sing my song above the shriek of desert winds. ' - Everett Ruess.

poem by Smoky Hoss
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Desert Rats

Desert rats
Take cover in the heat,
They know what to toss
And what to keep -
They skillfully hide under big sombreros
And down lots of water,
They've learned well when to sit, and when to quit,
When to stay, and when to scatter -
The desert calls them
Right to the edge of existence;
But, too wise are they, any foolish games to play,
For in the desert they have found the art of survival is patience -
Listen close my friends for the divine desert to call you...
By all means, come and see,
But, with eyes wide open tread slowly
Following the tracks of wise old desert rats...
Just like me.

(this is for my pal Juan O. A fellow 'desert rat'!)

poem by Smoky Hoss
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I'd Like To Know More About Nature

I'd like to know more about Nature for of Nature so little i know
Though we see the beauty she creates and the beautiful things she does grow
Her rill that is born by the mountain flows downland by many a hedgerow
And it swells into a mighty river and on towards the ocean does flow.

I'd like to know more about Nature for Nature is an amazing thing
The song bird who sings in your garden sings the same song his father did sing
This is just one wonder of Nature how a small bird remembers a song
And passes it on through his genes to his offsprings a secret that to Nature belong.

I'd like to know more about Nature for of Nature i know little at all
Though i just like billions of others can recognize some birds and animals by their call
Great human minds have studied Nature but they only do learn to realize
That there is far more to our Earth Mother far more to her than meets our eyes.

I'd like to know more about Nature though i look at her every day
She guards her secrets with secrecy and from us she hides them away
And those who say they know all of Nature are those who do broadcast a lie
And Nature she lives on forever and we like all of her life forms must die.

poem by Francis Duggan
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Love and Friend (Retouched)

In my gallery of heart
You as my subject of art
To ask people to ask them-self...
What colors they pick for their friend?
Common question plays on mind
If our choice, wrongly taken
Can the heart be mend again?

Observe the piece carefully
Good one naturally touch gently
Only can brush with sincerely hand
A Magic touch of soft blend
Whatever colors to be now
Like or not you will know
As your feeling flows
by someone call friend?
or love? friend, love
For hours they stuck,
Just confused in muse
Figuring an abstract their feeling reflects
Red real love bound on blue true love
Purple explain how love is not only for a lover
It designed to fit someone called friend
by my great love, My dear God

Love of a friend
purest like a blessing rain
when it fall to kiss dry and hot desert
grow and branching for a nice feeling
just like a plant greened on desert
eyes being comfort
calm never less
beautiful and blessed...
accept all without condition

A true friend
Speak deep in heart
Nothing with money
Sweeter than honey
Hate to hate
Love to love
When we need and we get feed
Love present everytime friends meet
Count your feeling, blessing

Color will fades
When you losing a true friend
The art will less it's intense
losing our eyes...blinding will
losing a taste of friendship..Miss the sweet
losing a sweet of memory...Loose the glory
we need a friend to see and you my eyes
Shall be blend our souls
For the ray of light invades
To be a masterpiece of art

We need to hold together
Avoid all seven colors fade
because you are my hidden sight
My heart swimming in our glade
So u could see how beautiful to make
Love is for you
For a friend
For someone like you

My lips, my tongue, my voice
verbally deliver a word
An art as a theme to thank
Live start and end with love
For always be my great friend
Grant you will never losing me
If you could hear me

My heartbeats repeatedly telling you
I could be your third eyes forever
Explain the images of art in life
So friend will keep you sight always clear
Friend or Love? it is the same?
My art is colorful blue
The art of heart is you
Framing you now
As my precious art subject
So keep it to be happy forever
Forever with you

: : : : : : : : : : : : Theme: Friendship: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : :
We forgotten how deep friendship can bring, It's a love
that we need to protect, to keep in rest of our life :)
This poem has second version==> bouquet of word......

Dedicated to all my friends for all cares and hearts for me
(Art of Heart)
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Old version

People say what is
friend?
what is love?
they always confused
because
love is not only for a lover
it also makes for a friend
and great love for God
love of friend
like...
a rain that
fall on dry and hot desert
then it grows into a nice feeling
just like a plant greened on desert
beautiful and blessed...
a true friend
nothing with money
sweeter than honey
hate to hate friend
love to love friend
because
losing a friend
mean
losing our eyes..
losing a taste of friendship
losing a sweet of memory
each of the ray of light invades
don't let the seven colors fade
so here
i just want to say
thanks for be my good friend
i promise u will have
me as your eyes forever
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poem by Unwritten Soul
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Orion's Belt

In the bleak shadow of self doubt
Where clocks chime midnight
Morning stands with great lions
We wait for redemption
Self-acceptance with out chains
Rooted by rivers that over flow
Like a sparrow on a winters day
Kings highways made of slavery
Divorced from the sweat of good men
Raise the banner of the conquered
All this gold buried deep inside
Journey into crystal sorrow

Upon the hills of morning joy sings
Distant like bells of hope
We search ourselves only to see caves
Caves filled with guards
Bribe the illusions of Macbeth
Desire for power stands like a general
Confidence in money and armor
Confidence in others weakness
Confidence in entitlement
The soul is found in pure simple love
This battle rages in the essence
Dual nature of the sphinx

Free from rage
Roman armies fight the red sea
Swords sheathed without blood
Vendetta tried in the courts of mercy
Salvaged in olive gardens
Hidden in catacombs along the river
Purged in desert righteousness
Delivered from dark clouds
Feel the rain heal the barren land
Fruit trees grow again in the meadows
The children have come back with songs
Time has brought a heart willing to forgive

She smiles like the innocent moon
Eyes that just want something real
Bright and filled with new stars
She has walked in the strange rain
What do you see on the tree far away?
Some dream that has no dark sky?
Sincerity ravages me
Her long hair flows like the sea
Her voice sings like the free wind
Romance escapes in a forest of doves
Touch the flame of the mystic sun
So it shall be love shines like the sun

Music has garlands from ancient dawn
Spirit from oracles of freedom
Chorus of the kiss of moonlight
Eagles fly like chords of timeless poems
Coda of Odysseys like mountain winds
Art is a temple where sacred secrets whisper
Join together with Apollo and Dionysus
The masters and the novice hold hands
We join the celebration with tireless flutes
Sing like the rivers finding their mission
Paint the enigmatic times
Let the fire of love blaze our hearts

No countries or lands to return too
Spirit calls Abraham to promises
Gates of eternity seen by the sojourner
Leave this world for another home
Hear the call of the creator
We are the temporal amidst the eternal
We are the doomed amidst the saved
Travel with the greatest hope of all
Gather together and feel the flames
Unity is a circle of fire
We are here to awake to hear and see
Man does not live by bread alone

Does death end it?
Why do those stars shine?
The leaves blow thru history like moments
Beauty rises with every blazing sun
Can you feel the color of the living day?
Waterfalls flow like wild dreams
Roses pulsate with radiance
The moon is bright like a free white bird
Venus shines and Saturn’s rings spin
Past the wars and hate can you still marvel?
Tonight the earth is traveling as it turns
Full of creation amidst the stars

Step out into Orion’s belt

poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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