Heights
We fly to heights;
then sink to depths.
Like birds that fly in the sky;
but pick their feeds from earth.
Like plains that travel in the air;
but gather passengers from the ground.
Like great mountains, towering in glory,
but are founded on their bases.
Great men are small!
They bow to wash others feet,
they get their hands dirty,
to clean up the mess.
The greatest things on earth are small
But there are no mountains without bases
And no wave fails to see the shores
No bird feeds in the air
Heights are sweet but we soon come back home
The greatest imperfection lies in heights
The only temptations come from pride
There’s no warmth in heights
We strive for heights but fall to depths
Heights are never real.
poem by Timothy muggaga
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Kite And Me
KITE AND ME
Sometimes i find similiarities between me and kite,
I was pored into customs with strings,
I was supported by many father, husband and son,
I was flown accordingly,
But i still like heights,
Heights to gain selfconfidence,
Heights to gain identity
I want to fly without anyone`s support
poem by Dr. Ram Sharma
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Fields of Soria
Hills of silver plate,
grey heights, dark red rocks
through which the Duero bends
its crossbow arc
round Soria, shadowed oaks,
stone dry-lands, naked mountains,
white roads and river poplars,
twilights of Soria, warlike and mystical,
today I feel, for you,
in my hearts depths, sadness,
sadness of love! Fields of Soria,
where it seems the stones have dreams,
you go with me! Hills of silver plate,
grey heights, dark red rocks.
poem by Antonio Machado
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Helderberg Hill (Sestina)
You are the high hill with numerous peaks,
that in summer looks magnificent and cheery,
where I have climbed up to waterfalls, to heights,
where I got a view of sun, beach and sea,
felt as if in presence of God, with tranquillity
with your moods you remind me of a lady.
Once I wandered with a young lady
on a twisting trail among your high peaks
to find some inner peace, some tranquillity
and she was quite happy and rather cheery
gazing up at the blue sky, down at the sea
from both of those dazing heights.
Climbing up to the sheer heights
was like exploring the body of a lady
as if finding a secret kind of sea
with beautiful rising pointed peaks
and the experience was quite cheery,
suddenly leaving an own tranquillity.
My privacy is invaded by her tranquillity
as from far I still do watch her heights
and although feeling rather cheery
there is danger in this lovely lady
that beacons me with her high peaks
to look upon an endless open sea.
I long to gaze out upon the sea,
to be with her in tranquillity,
to wander among her peaks,
to again explore her heights
as if to visit a dear kind old lady
but I wonder if I will find her cheery?
But I must now continually stay cheery,
keep far away from the troubled sea,
avoid all of the dangerous heights
of live to be able to find tranquillity
but still the beautiful ageless lady
is luring me continually with her peaks.
How glimmering and cheery with ice her peaks
high above the sea, do glow from their heights,
she is without tranquillity, a chilly frozen lady.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Conversation Peace
Staring right at 2000 ad
As if mankinds atrocities to man has no history
But just a glance at life in 2000 bc
We find traces of mans inhumanity to man
Theres no mystery
All for one, one for all
Theres no way well reach our greatest heights
Unless we heed the call
Me for you, you for me
Theres no chance of world salvation
Less the conversations peace
We cant pause, watch and say no this cant be
When theres a plan by any means to have
Cleansing of ones ethnicity
And we shouldnt act as if we dont hear nor see
Like the holocaust of six million jews and
A hundred and fifty million blacks during slavery
All for one, one for all
Theres no way well reach our greatest heights
Unless we heed the call
Me for you, you for me
Theres no chance of world salvation
Less the conversations peace
When publicly or privately convened
May love, positivity and lifes preservation
Be the basic theme
And should you put your trust in some
Prophet in life
Give him trust but your faith must stay
With the one
Who gave the ultimate sacrifice for...
All for one, one for all
Theres no way well reach our greatest heights
Unless we heed the call
Me for you, you for me
Theres no chance of world salvation
Less the conversations peace (repeat)
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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Lost And Going....
to think of you and you alone
i am bound
and i am feeling so down
feet stuck to the ground
i must learn the art of detachment
i am free
i disregard home
i travel alone
i am searching for what i have not found
i have nothing
no one holds my hands
my pocket keeps them
inside warm
i please myself with the wonders of
the trees
the space that grass occupies
the heights of mountains
the rush in the waterfalls
there is this river
that flows and flows and flows
untiring
i am bare as clear morning sky
birds do not live there
i want the way they fly away
telling no one where to
sometimes we let go
our hands sail our feet kept like rudders
folded
i am this air
bound for nowhere.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sunset Heighting Aire
Barley sixteen and half unseen,
Who in battle engaged and never gave up,
When a sunset heights the air,
Tree's swaying, standing bare,
Like in that there,
Place of feelings where-
A sunset heights the are
Half empty filling up the day,
Empty empty full of rays,
A sunset heights the air,
The menacing mighty wind where,
This there place of feelings was,
Half empty, half full.
poem by Rebecca Stansfield
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Love Without Ceasing
Love without ceasing
It has no end
Your my Lord and my Savior
My Master, my friend
I could travel to a distant planet
And I would find you there
I could sail the seven sea's
And know that you are everywhere
The deepest depths, the Highest heights
No matter where I go
You are there in all your glory
And in your Spirit I must flow.
You are the Morning star, The rising sun
You set my heart ablaze
I can do nothing more but stand in awe
And sing of your glory and Grace
poem by Frank McEleny
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I tried to find Him on the Christian cross, but He was not there I went to the Temple of the Hindus and to the old pagodas, but I could not find a trace of Him anywhere. I searched on the mountains and in the valleys but neither in the heights nor in the depths was I able to find Him. I went to the Caaba in Mecca, but He was not there either. I questioned the scholars and philosophers but He was beyond their understanding. I then looked into my heart and it was there where He dwelled that I saw Him He was nowhere else to be found.
I critique market-based medicine not because I haven't seen its heights but because I've seen its depths.
quote by Paul Farmer
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Just A Series Of Tests To Measure
Let this be said,
To those great and small.
To those standing on the peaks of mountains,
And to the ones beginning their journeys...
On knees in the darkest of valleys,
Who believe it is beneath them to crawl.
When that moment of 'light' upon you hits.
And you become aware of your talents and gifts.
You will begin to lift your head,
To reach the furthest star.
Even when you reach that peak you seek...
You will not become satisfied inside at all.
There will still be that urge,
To surge to even greater heights!
Let this be said,
To those great and small.
You owe it only to yourself to be your best.
And those obstacles you face,
Are just a series of tests to measure your self worth.
You will pass.
If you learn not to give up...
And get off your accusations to aspire.
And rid that trash on your back that is carried.
To accept...
That difficult tasks can never be grasped.
You will!
Only you can fulfill your dreams.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I May Get Misty Eyed
I could never be inspired with this motivation,
Without you.
I could never attempt to reach to heights...
Once believed out of my own sight,
Without you.
And I may get misty eyed,
When thoughts of you in my life...
Gets next to me.
And I may show moods of attitude,
If you...
I feel I don't please.
And I wish I could say, 'What's love got to do with it? '
But it has been the love you've given to me...
Is all I need.
I could never be inspired with this motivation,
Without you.
I could never attempt to reach to heights...
Once believed out of my own sight,
Without you.
And I may show moods of attitude,
If you...
I feel I don't please.
Since it has been you,
And who you are...
That feeds my need.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Ignite Ice
' Ignite Ice ' by Hart
For the tears of those who cry
Ignite ice and take flight
O great and resplendent Angel
Beautiful nimble and vigilant Angel
Ignite ice from heights on high
Noble wise and goodly Angel
Soar to heaven's delicate heights
Carry the flame of might.
Now a multitude of unholy frights
Will come to holy earthly sites.
Ignite ice and soar oh great
Ancient noble angel
For this and every night
Tame the portending tempest of
Unholy earthly sights
poem by David Hart
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We can scale the heights of mountains and see the world rayed out before us, but we fail to recognize that which is before us.
quote by Ruth St. Denis
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The Greatest Valentine Endeavor
The Greatest Valentine Endeavor
The Lord your God is the greatest Valentine
His love reaches to heaven sublime
He gave His only begotten son
That act of love could never be outdone
His unfailing love delivers you and me
From depths that we sometimes do not see
Or carries us onto higher heights
If you open your heart to what is right
Jesus taught us to love the Lord your God
With all your heart, soul and mind, not hid behind facade.
Walk in His footsteps, live out His ways
If you haven't started, do it today
Because God's love endures forever
The greatest Valentine endeavor
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Cold cold day
A cold day
A time to move into the sun
To shine with sun's warmth
The temptations of a new day
A better moment
Than the torment of the cold morning
And what warmth music creates
Charming your spirits to new heights
And beautiful country scenery
Makes you to smile in joy
Despite the cold morning
A great epic journey has began
poem by Major Elazia
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The Trumpet Call
Trumpeter, sound for the last Crusade!
Sound for the fire of the red-cross kings,
Sound for the passion, the splendour, the pity
That swept the world for a dead Man's sake,
Sound, till the answering trumpet rings
Clear from the heights of the holy City,
Sound till the lions of England awake,
Sound for the tomb that our lives have betrayed;
O'er broken shrine and abandoned wall,
Trumpeter, sound the great recall,
Trumpeter, rally us, rally us, rally us;
Sound for the last Crusade!
Trumpeter, sound for the splendour of God!
Sound the music whose name is law,
Whose service is perfect freedom still,
The order august that rules the stars.
Bid the anarchs of night withdraw,
Too long the destroyers have worked their will,
Sound for the last, the last of the wars.
Sound for the heights that our fathers trod,
When truth was truth and love was love,
With a hell beneath, but a heaven above,
Trumpeter, rally us, up to the heights of it!
Sound for the City of God.
poem by Alfred Noyes
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Hats Are Heights
Hats are heights,
What trouble is in the cap of danger?
Hats must be worn like helmets,
Torn to shreds by the bullets that animals roar,
Like the lions of deadly nature, who fix their stare
On the lonely travellers, their survival is to be sought.
Lions are visions of the crown and kingdom,
How does a hat called a crown be called a kingdom?
Because the kings are great and ordinary with wisdom,
Loathing them will wisely conduct a thought,
Admiring them shall see you riches, this is more polite.
Hats have heights too secretly huge,
May I provoke sympathy?
poem by Naveed Akram
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Aurobindo 99 Savitri Book 7
An appreciation on Savitri-
Book Seven: The Book of Yoga
Canto Three: The Entry into the Inner Countries
Words within inverted commas are Aurobindo's
So a method of expedition spiritually medicated
Thus commencing here for us to follow..
'At first out of the busy hum of mind
As if from a loud thronged market into a cave
By an inward moment's magic she had come.
A stark hushed emptiness became her self:
'Her mind unvisited by the voice of thought
Stared at a void deep's dumb infinity.'
'Her heights receded, her depths behind her closed;
All fled away from her and left her blank.
But when she came back to her self of thought,
Once more she was a human thing on earth, '
'Amazed like one unknowing she sought her way'
'Then a Voice spoke that dwelt on secret heights: '
'For man thou seekst, not for thyself alone...
..Man, human, follows in God's human steps...
Accepting his darkness thou must bring to him light,
Accepting his sorrow thou must bring to him bliss.
In Matter's body find thy heaven-born soul.'
'Then Savitri surged out of her body's wall
And stood a little span outside herself
And looked into her subtle being's depths
And in its heart as in a lotus-bud
Divined her secret and mysterious soul.'
'At the dim portal of the inner life
That bars out from our depths the body's mind
And all that lives but by the body's breath,
She knocked and pressed against the ebony gate.
The living portal groaned with sullen hinge: '
Salvage o'Savitri down on Earh the mundane.....
............My consciousness this moment,
O'Guru, I'm in awe....in invincible heights
Ineffable Thee embellishing poetic creation
My inquisitive apprehension, erring Thee may opine
May thereso, let Savitri in my self arise
Aroused thereso be knowledge and fortune
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Fragments
Open horizons round,
O mounting mind, to scenes unsung,
Wherein shall walk a lusty Time:
Our Earth is young;
Of measure without bound;
Infinite are the heights to climb,
The depths to sound.
A wilding little stubble flower
The sickle scorned which cut for wheat,
Such was our hope in that dark hour
When nought save uses held the street,
And daily pleasures, daily needs,
With barren vision, looked ahead.
And still the same result of seeds
Gave likeness 'twixt the live and dead.
From labours through the night, outworn,
Above the hills the front of morn
We see, whose eyes to heights are raised,
And the world's wise may deem us crazed.
While yet her lord lies under seas,
She takes us as the wind the trees'
Delighted leafage; all in song
We mount to her, to her belong.
This love of nature, that allures to take
Irregularity for harmony
Of larger scope than our hard measures make,
Cherish it as thy school for when on thee
The ills of life descend.
poem by George Meredith
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Keep your feet on the ground and your thoughts at lofty heights.
quote by Peace Pilgrim
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