Godspeed
you have
a multitude
of possibilities
all your past work
and effort
will carry you
to greater expectations
opportunities
chances
a wait you
all you need do
is begin your journey
with faith prayer
courage and trust
and belief in yourself
and the expectation
of making
a better brighter
more challenging
future for yourself
you are right
every door we open
closes another
and we leave
many people
behind as we
set forth upon
our chosen destiny
make a life of meaning
for ourselves for others
ultimately
that which
inspires ennobles enriches
humanity
is all
we bequeath
to our fellow
voyagers
on this
earth sphere
set
your compass
goals
firmly
ultimately
u pon the
expectation
of attaining
an incarnation
in divinity
encompassed
in imprinted...
soul sought
horizon heaven
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Great Expectations
(eric carmen)
Seems everyday
Im gettin harder pressed
To find a reason to shave
Watchin the hours
Just slippin away
No motivation to get out of bed
And carry on the charade
Caught in a dream thats goin astray
Oh, all those great expectations
Seems they never work out, never work out
The way that I plan
All those great expectations
Why they never work out, never work out
I cant understand
And just when I think
That things are goin right
I get a call from l.a.
Sorry to say were changin your song
I try to reason
But I cant get through
Theyre gonna do it their way
What can I say
Theyve never been wrong
Oh, all those great expectations
Seems they never work out, never work out
The way that I plan
All those great expectations
Why they never work out, never work out
I cant understand
Life is just a game of chance
I think somebody said so
Sometimes you get a hula hoop
Sometimes you get an edsel
Oh, all those great expectations
Seems they never work out, never work out
The way that I plan
All those great expectations
Why they never work out, never work out
I cant understand
song performed by by Eric Carmen
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Going Through The Motions
An existence recycled.
An unknown is feared.
Possibilities are debated.
Leaving a stagnation so clear.
Opportunities for change...
Never occur with chances to begin!
Things stay the way they are,
Going through the motions...
With a devotion,
To a growth of nothingness...
That seems not to end.
Finding a comfort in it!
And keeping pretentions real,
To attend!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In The Middle Of The Journey
IN THE MIDDLE OF THE JOURNEY
In the middle of the journey
Though closer to the end
With still perhaps some years to go
Old and yet not the oldest of the old
I try to begin again.
I know
If I have not done it yet
I probably never will.
I know all the years
I did not make effort enough
Are not mine
To make effort in
In the future.
I know I probably will never get there.
I know it is not ‘beginning’
I should be doing now.
I do not then ‘begin again’
I continue from where I am
Which is not very far
On the road
Which is longer than I can see.
Will I get there?
All the evidence says ‘no’.
Nonetheless
I write this
As another small step on the way
To where I probably will not go.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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The Poem Before The Journey
THE POEM BEFORE THE JOURNEY
The poem before the journey
The prayer of safe return
The prayer for the well- being of loved ones
The prayer
Always the prayer.
God, I ask so so much of You
And what do I have to give?
Anxiety and fear instead of faith and trust.
I pray to you now also
Do I have the right to?
Forgive me,
And help us through this all.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Lead My Hand O' Dear Life
lead my hand
on this land
o' dear life,
until the end
o' dear thought
of comfort
seed my life
feed me not in strife
bleed me joy from nine to five
lead me a journey of phases
a journey of ages
to face this
germinate in me a corn
of survival
a history of possibilities
a record of living to afford
a source to live
for this life
is a choreographer of life
a propeller of existence
an economy of spiritual commodities
a tear dropp of opportunities
yet not so many does see its commonalities
an event of anomalies and regularities
lead me a way o' dear life
carry me a sledge on a journey of life
a terrain of survival and life
a gemstone for many
a pentagon of any
a model of penny
an artwork of joy
a string of life on a journey
a script of many
a stanza of any
**extract from 'journey of life' and 'on a journey', a february 2012 ebook**
(c) 08.02.2012
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I lost my faith
One morning, I stumbled upon faith
Outside the doors of heaven’s gate
Wait! Wait! Wait!
Let me give it to you straight
I once had a temper with a rage
Hot enough to melt a steel cage
I lost my faith and that’s a reality
Lost were positives aspects of my personality
Crime and drinking was my trait
My slogan was 'Don't mess with me mate! '
Wait! Wait! Wait!
Let me narrate, I was overweight, I had no dates
I lost my faith on the doors of possibilities
Realising the world does not strive for equality
They scorned me for what I was
I lost my faith with its many flaws
Wait! Wait! Wait!
Let me update, with the intention to frustrate
By now you should understand
We all live in no man’s land
I thought, with exploding populations
What hope is there for our future generations?
So what is this faith?
So why keep the faith?
Then the answer came knocking on my door
Love and peace, unity, strength and more
I thought, “Why didn’t I think of this before? ”
A peaceful quietness above all
Faith in me has been re-installed
Copyright 2008 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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It Is Always Difficult To Begin The Week
IT IS ALWAYS DIFFICULT TO BEGIN THE WEEK
It is always difficult to begin the week
One's body is lost in a previous sleep
One's mind is still held down and back
Into resting -
The world is bleak
It is empty and difficult
I am empty inside
I have nothing to do
I have too much to do-
Still I must begin
I will do the usual routine assignments
Slowly I will get back into the motion and mind of my work
I am already trying now-
Even a small effort should bring forth suggestions for further effort
It will take time
Slowly I will find the way
From task to task
Into the real work -
Somehow the week will begin again
It always does-
Though now I am still slow and not there yet
I feel as if in writing this
I have somehow already begun to work again-
poem by Shalom Freedman
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The Promise That Nothing In Us Here Is Wasted....
the next journey is when we carry nothing
although we want to carry a basket of flowers
or a a memory of love & friendship
the rule says it clearly: you carry nothing with you
we are light as air passing by a flash of images of all time spent
the past that we let go with a smile (or perhaps some sighs)
the present drips from our fingers like water from a faucet
and the future the comes with wings and light and faith
that nothing ends without any meaning at all
that somehow every inch of our existence is justified
in the shores of eternity.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Every Woman I...
For William O. Everson
every woman
a rosary bead
all the same
yet all the different prayer
every woman
a different prayer
all the same
yet a deeper crisis of faith
every woman
a deeper crisis of faith
all the same
but greater the gift
every woman
a greater gift
all the same
A reflection of a greater God
every woman
a rosary
a prayer
a crisis
a faith
a gift
a reflection of God
poem by R. James Sterzinger
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No Greater Love
The angels can sing, but they don't know it all.
Heaven may have, streets made of gold,
But they don't have you like I have you to hold.
And like a prayer, you're everywhere!
That's how I know there's
No greater love!
When it's just you and me
That's how it's meant to be, and I know
There's no greater love!
We'll always be together,
On both sides of forever, I know
There's no greater love!
Ohhh Oh Oh
The touch of your fingers, on my skin,
I want to lay down beside you again.
The taste of your lips, pressed against mine,
Lost in this moment, way beyond time.
And like a prayer, you're everywhere!
That's how I know there's
No greater love!
When it's just you and me,
That's how it's meant to be, and I know
There's no greater love!
We'll always be together,
On both sides of forever I know
There's no greater love!
I would lay down my life for you,
And you would do the same for me,
I know it's true.
With every breath I breathe,
Baby, I believe,
There's no greater love!
When it's just you and me,
That's how it's meant to be and I know
There's no greater love!
We'll always be together,
On both sides of forever, I know
There's no greater love!
No greater love.
song performed by by Lonestar
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Sweat is sweet
Sweat is
A metabolic outcome
Of an exercise
In a bio system
Human sweat is salty
But it is really sweet
As once you sweat
You are going to gain
It indicates the effort
That goes on inside
More the sweat
Greater the effort
Sweat is not always
The water droplets
Seen on the surface of a body
It may be within
And it could be a emotional outburst
But ensure such emotions are
Positive, proactive and creative
Whatever it is
Sweat is synonymous with effort
Greater the effort
More the sweat
And sweeter the gain
Often we think of
Doing away with sweating
And you natrually are
Doing away with the effort
The gain of such an effort
Cannot be that sweet
We take pride in not having sweated
In achieving a gain
But such a gain is not
Really a gain
Sweat, but, enthusiastically
With love and affection
Towards the effort
With the understanding that
Sweating is no suffering
Let it be a voluntary struggle
With clear goal and destination
In mind
You will understand that
Sweat is sweet
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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A New Begin
When things is going horrible and
The way you think expect to happen
Then you need to start
A new begin
Give yourself another chance
Take one step at time
I used to be person where
I'm scared for changes,
Take a crazy risk,
A shy girl and can't stand up for herself
That's not me anymore
I have grown up and matured
I'm different Christina
I don't regret things anymore
I don't think about past and want
To reach for the goal
It brand new slate to start over and
A new begin
For you and me
I think you can do it again
Don't spend your time thinking or say what if
You are wasting your time
Just stand back up
I believe you
Don't say you are falling in
Black hole and you are trap forever
By someone you can't stop loving so much
The world is not over for you
A new begin
We should try
Don't wait too long
Take your chances
A new begin
poem by Christina Phan
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Corners Everywhere (From, The Barka Lyrics - II)
Sit down
Wait your change
Nothing is going forever
There are corners everywhere
To begin your journey
Times are complicated
With too much to do
And nothing to please
In the same way
You can give me this and that
And never give too much
You have your ways to accomplish
What surrounds your thought
And sets your mind
There are corners everywhere
To begin your journey
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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Why Do My Thoughts All Turn to Despairing Possiblities Only?
Why do my thoughts all turn to despairing possibilities only?
Why do I feel so lost? So empty? So devoid of dream?
Why do I feel it has all ended for me?
And my life is about to turn to greater and greater difficulty
And smaller and smaller satisfaction?
Why does Lovelessness hurt more now?
Why do I fear my children’s greater distance,
And my inability to truly help them any longer?
Why do I feel so hopeless and so useless so old and so weary?
What is wrong with me this morning?
And will this now be my mood forever
Or will it be broken as it usually is
When I open the door and go into the morning light
And walk up the hill to Shul as fast as I can
With prayer to God in my mind?
poem by Shalom Freedman
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She Just Wants To Be
Its not that she walked away,
Her world got smaller.
All the usual places, the same destinations,
Only somethings changed.
Its not that she wasnt rewarded
With pomegranate afternoons
And mingus, chet baker and chess.
Its not the stampede and fortune
Of prim affectations
Shes off on a right and she knows now
Its greater than the whole
Of the past
Its greater
And now she knows.
She just wants to be somewhere
She just wants to be.
She just wants to be somewhere
She just wants to be.
Its not that the transparency
Of earlier incarnations
Now were back on, were enriched
And loaded
With beautiful vulnerability
And now she knows.
Now is greater
And she knows that.
She just wants to be somewhere
She just wants to be.
She just wants to be somewhere
She just wants to be.
Now is greater
Now is greater
And she knows that
She just wants to be somewhere
She just wants to be.
She just wants to be somewhere
She just wants to be.
Its not like the angels
Could truly look down
Stir up the trappings
And light on the ground.
Remind us of what, when,
Why or who?
The hows up to us, me and you
And now is greater than the whole
Of the past
Is greater and now she knows that.
Now she knows.
song performed by by REM
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With faith with love
With faith with love
Start and go
Going on the road
With faith with love
Is to get success
Is to conquer.
With faith with love
Do not wait for time
Timing is not good
Time is no determining
Factor for anything
Do not wait for time.
Start and go
Going on journey
With faith with love
Is to reach where you
Want to reach
Start and go
With faith with love.
Your destination is here
Where I am
And I am fond of
Faith and love
Go and go with faith
With love
You are my near and dear.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Never Think Of Past
Never think of past
That might have ended fast
Think of present where everything is absent
You are with your strong body and present
Work for stable future
That may make your side secured
Work hard towards goal and make it sure
Nothing will go wrong and it will reassured
To think of past may be just suicide
The difference remains very wide
The past might be sweet or dark
Yet one must cautiously embark
Past must be kept in mind but for reference
Just to compare with it and take chance
To improve the present at the same time take lessons of the past
Never to look back with pain and confidently last
Past may always remind you of poverty
How were you in those days and feeling very sorry?
How were the pitiful days spent with worry?
Now left with no choice but to go ahead with mission to carry
Some of the strong steps are needed
Some drawback has to be accepted
Yet it should not mar your will power with strong resolve
Self effort with dedication and aim to solve
Leave behind everything and think of glorious tomorrow
Live in present, steer your course and allow
That shall never allow you to go slow
As you were coming with high sprit while lying low
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Don't wait for extraordinary opportunities. Seize common occasions and make them great. Weak men wait for opportunities; strong men make them.
quote by Orison Swett Marden
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Dark End Of The Street
(Harold Adamson, Jimmie McHugh)
Comin' in on a wing and a prayer
Comin' in on a wing and a prayer
With our one motor gone
We can still carry on
Comin' in on a wing and a prayer
What a show, what a fight
Boys, we really hit our target for tonight
How we sing as we limp through the air
Look below, there's our field over there
With our one motor gone
We can still carry on
Comin' in on a wing and a prayer
Comin' in on a wing and a prayer
Comin' in on a wing and a prayer
With our full crew on board
And our trust in the Lord
We're comin' in on a wing and a prayer
song performed by by Ry Cooder
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Unfettered Kite
Permit the effervescence of the wind
To don on your dishabille glacial shoulders
And take you in a sailing apt for your besieging
To an island heaving of palm trees
Swaying and combing of forking possibilities
Chances are, well, ineffable they are
And I cannot paint it with words
Because my palette is dull and eroded
But I know and I submit to believing
That chance will guide you in, by your elbow
To a promenade, a cavalcade, or a castle
Where no eyes had ever been to musing
Not even conception can even pry in
So leave this undulant slumber
And sear past the poignant clouds
Because you cannot be tethered in a ground
In the semblance of an effulgent specter
Invisible, lingering and malingering
To twine and string your unfathomable fate
And as you submit and remit
The jewels that shall permit
A key towards emanation
Of greater chances, in greater grounds
I shall heave you back difficultly
When I stare back at your backward glances
Yet I will endure and pull your emollient string
So you would only set off farther
Yonder the aptitude of your strings
Past the inclement horizon
Floundering past my aqueous vision
And I shall unstring you willingly,
My unfettered kite
And sedate myself with vicarious oblivion
As I muse upon the turgid azure skies
That you dominated like an adroit bird
With the aroma of yuletide breeze
And pantomimic carols tinkering
On the rustling and toppling leaves
Of the gyratory December, the last 31st
Of the first last year, and I will be,
Myself, an unfettered kite
As I lay in solitude and jealousy
Unfettered from the very start
And when the wind blows upon my spine
With no hands to pull back my strings,
No one to point the nonexistent escape door,
Fended by blithe despondent fingers
Of another egotistic specter in a ballet
Beneath the melody of her own canopy
I am left with no other submission
But be taken to my bereavement
And not to the island of chances
For I am a hapless, flightless,
Unfettered kite.
poem by Norman Santos
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