the moth
so riotious
now so quiet
i look into its wing
and meditate
tanka by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Desire
Resembling a moth around a burning paper
Is how I'm strained to you,
not capable of opposing your charm
There's not anything I can do,
and like that moth who flies too near
And sets its wing on fire,
I find I too have gone too near
because I'm burning with desire.
poem by Nikhil Chandwani
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The moth hound
Of a coon hound
you have heard
there's plenty around
i have found
a very strange dog
who's nothing, but a moth hound
when ever, you see
he sees a moth near by
the moth trys to flee,
it isn't no match
as my dog goes after the moth,
and makes a wonderful catch
he eats it all the way
and chews and swallows
he looks at me, now he wants to play
Butterfly Darque
Butterfly Darque
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Wing And A Prayer,
Two To Soar,
High Above,
Or Way Spirit Down,
Darkest Wing,
A Prayer There Be,
A Solitary Standout,
From The Crowd,
Of Maddening Groupies,
Domination Monarch,
Blackest Wing,
Of Night There Be,
Look-a-like Moth,
Butterfly Wings,
Wonder In Genus...
Soars Like Butterfly!
There Can Be,
A Man You Seek,
Single In Soul,
High Alone,
Low In Spirits,
Flies Up High,
Appears Down Low,
Day Bound Glow,
When As Darque,
Wing To Shed,
Of The Night,
Bound Morose,
Fly Below,
Appear Above,
A Wing And A Prayer...
Soars Like Butterfly!
poem by Ricardo Antunes
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Meditate
MEDITATE
CHORUS
Just sit back and meditate
(I just want to think about it, just think about it)
Just sit back and think how great
(The love you give, oh)
Just sit back and meditate
(I just want to think about it, just think about it)
There is no way, no one compares to you,
No way no one compares to you.
Its raining I dont really have no place to go,
Hear a voice of quiet in my soul
Saying I should go on just stay home
Saying I should talk to you.
Tell you everything thats on my mind,
Tell you whats going on inside
I dont even know whens the last time that I
(Made time to talk to you)
Ive been so busy runninbout
Always trying to kick it go hang out
(But theres no one else but you)
Oh its you I truly I want to see,
Cause of all the love you give to me and I
CHORUS:
Just sit back and meditate,
On your goodness, your mercy, your grace
Right now I want to just sit back and think how great,
Your love that will never change
I know Im gonna just sit back and meditate,
You have given me all that I need and there is no way,
No one compares to you
No way no one compares to you to me
My tower in times of refuge, my source of life and peace
Your love it falls like raindrops and never seems to cease
Youre the god of all creation; youre the lover of my soul
Given me the air that I breathe
No way I could ever let you go so I
(So I give thanks to you)
More than just for everything youve done,
But for how youve shown me youre the one that I
(Can put my trust into)
So no matter who it is that calls
Im not leaving till your spirit falls one me
CHORUS
Lord who could love me like you do (theres no way)
Be who you are or do what yo
song performed by by Out Of Eden
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Between our birth and death we may touch understanding, As a moth brushes a window with its wing.
quote by Christopher Fry
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To Meditate.
To meditate, to go off quietly on your own,
To not worry about anything, don't talk on the phone;
To sit apart, from the cares of the noisy day,
This is to meditate, to think, , to learn, to say;
To meditate, in a Christian way, the things of the Lord,
To read, to allow, to listen, to hear the Holy Word;
To learn to wait, and learn to listen, for what God will say,
Don't rush, don't panic, God will teach you in His own Way.
poem by Margaret Haig
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Television And Watches 412b
WHERE in flat time,
where marbles turn
to gold, and vampires
fill their canteens
with water or coke.
MEDITATE,
MEDITATE, says the man,
for in this story, there
is hope, and a locket
of your lovers hair.
WHERE in flat time,
where the shades are
pulled down, and the
moon starts to weep,
as the lovers depart.
MEDITATE,
MEDITATE, says the man,
for in this story there
is hope, and a locket of
your lovers hair.
poem by David Gerardino
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An unschooled man who knows how to meditate upon the Lord has learned far more than the man with the highest education who does not know how to meditate.
quote by Charles Stanley
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Easy Solutions Slept On
to read
to think
to contemplate
to meditate
to think on it
to meditate on it
to sleep on it
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Everywhere I go, I still have time to meditate. People think meditating is sitting there, nobody bothering you, but you can even talk and still meditate.
Norman
Semantics nominated by the Teuton.
A prayer to saints and hypocrites
Idiosyncrasy denounced by the faithless
I shall meditate upon my name.
A sound resonating the mediocrities
A noise possessing the peculiarities
An arbitrator of bipolarities
I shall meditate upon my name.
In desolation, in defeat, in confusion
In delight, in bliss, in ebullience.
Signature affixed of pride and ego
I shall meditate upon my name.
"Norman, adj., Teut., Hopeful"
poem by Norman Santos
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Quiet Everyone
Quiet everyone
I say “Quiet”
Your voices attract disturbances
To my fragile ears like a magnet
Bring forth thy instrument of tranquillity
The bearer of all peaceful placidity
Impose it upon my genial sanity
Let’s have some peace and quiet
For once, this instance
Quietness is a precious piece of sound
Just before words get around
Breaking the strong bond
Of which is required to concentrate
Quietness imposes on our mental state of being,
A certain calmness amongst all this glorified madness
Only in silent thoughts
Can one create the ultimate
Relax and consciously meditate
Copyright 2005 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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The Quiet Room
(Alice Cooper / Bernie Taupin / Dick Wagner)
The California air
Your nightgown on the stairs
I remember every night
Scenes from home in the Quiet Room
How long have I been gone
Did winter kill the lawn
And all those polaroids you sent
Are on the wall in the Quiet Room
They've got this place
Where they've been keeping me
Where I can't hurt myself
I can't get my wrists to bleed
Just don't know why
Suicide appeals to me
The Quiet Room
Is sterilized and white
It's like a tomb
With just a moth stained naked night
Plastic forks and spoon
No laces in my shoes
They allknow what I tried to do
Outside the Quiet Room
This quiet place
It ain't so new to me
It's haunted atmosphere
Has heard so many scream
My home from home
My twilight zone
My strangest dream
My confidant
I have confessed my life
The Quiet Room
Knows more about me than my wife
They've got this place
Where they've been keeping me
Where I can't hurt myself
I just can't
I just can't get these damn wrists to bleed
A mattress on the floor
No handles on the door
I really need nothing here
I'm alone
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song performed by by Alice Cooper
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A Path To Reasoned Thoughts
to read
to think
to contemplate
to meditate
to think on it
to meditate on it
to sleep on it
arise only then
to reply later
as and if you need
as necessity breaths
as and if required
as and if circumstances dictate
is a path to reasoned thoughts
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Japan
Today I pass the time reading
a favorite haiku,
saying the few words over and over.
It feels like eating
the same small, perfect grape
again and again.
I walk through the house reciting it
and leave its letters falling
through the air of every room.
I stand by the big silence of the piano and say it.
I say it in front of a painting of the sea.
I tap out its rhythm on an empty shelf.
I listen to myself saying it,
then I say it without listening,
then I hear it without saying it.
And when the dog looks up at me,
I kneel down on the floor
and whisper it into each of his long white ears.
It's the one about the one-ton temple bell
with the moth sleeping on its surface,
and every time I say it, I feel the excruciating
pressure of the moth
on the surface of the iron bell.
When I say it at the window,
the bell is the world
and I am the moth resting there.
When I say it at the mirror,
I am the heavy bell
and the moth is life with its papery wings.
And later, when I say it to you in the dark,
you are the bell,
and I am the tongue of the bell, ringing you,
and the moth has flown
from its line
and moves like a hinge in the air above our bed.
poem by Billy Collins
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Images Of The Past
Image 1
A big white horse
Galloping
All four feet hanging in mid-air
On the ground below it
A yellow butterfly
A broken wing.
Image ii
A dirty boy chases a dirty pig
His dirty father chases both
While mother hides her face
Behind a black umbrella.
Image iii
I see on the ceiling a little spider, a lizard
And a white moth
The faded yellow fluorescent bulb blinks
I blink too
The little spider is gone and the moth flew away.
Image iv
A girl on a swing swinging high on air
Her left slipper left in space
Rightly so
Captured still in the middle of air
The two of us look we did not move
Like a Flemish painting
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Practice meditation regularly. Meditation leads to eternal bliss. Therefore meditate, meditate.
quote by Swami Sivananda
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Hurt No Living Thing
Hurt no living thing:
Ladybird, nor butterfly,
Nor moth with dusty wing,
Nor cricket chirping cheerily,
Nor grasshopper so light of leap,
Nor dancing gnat, nor beetle fat,
Nor harmless worms that creep.
poem by Christina Georgina Rossetti
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Define Your Pain As Survivable
Define your pain as survivable.
Envision your afflictions as gone.
Meditate in a quiet place.
And turn your love light on.
Remove and release every piece of agony.
Choose not to let them live,
Within your mind endlessly.
Whatever it takes,
Break away from heartache.
And practice once in awhile,
Putting a smile on your face.
At first rehearsing this may hurt.
But welcoming a happiness,
That quenches your thirst...
Allows a recognition of it to be craved.
Like nothing else experienced on Earth.
You will be amazed.
And a hurting once enjoyed soon disappears...
From those days saved,
To live anticipating being in dismay.
Define your pain as survivable.
Envision your afflictions as gone.
Meditate in a quiet place.
And turn your love light on.
Bright!
Until those clouds are lifted.
Bright...
Until your voice is heard,
Transfixed...
In the singing of a brand new song!
'Oooooklahoma, where the winds come sweeping,
O' the plains.
And the air is...'
I'm happy you have broken out of that gloomy mood you held,
However...
Do you mind singing something else?
I sat through that movie more times than I dare to admit!
And listening to it now,
Does not give me goose bumps.
The thrill of hearing it again has gone!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Marriage is to bind.
A moth has no desire for the flower he had visited.
A man has less desire for the woman he had tasted.
A moth wants its nectar. A man wants discovery.
That is why he is tied to her by marriage.
20.03.2001, pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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