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Posted: 1/28/2008 5:45:07 PM | I love the natural world,we live in Canada
Friends are people that we can rely on,normal
To be themselves,all that,and hormonal
This we can depend on especially in Canada
Where red caps and Santa Clause can be seen at Christmas,
And chocolate and candy are found in almost every
convienence store,this we want and much,much more,
besides a hospital and doctor at delivery,
and a life of raising many,many children,
having a life with family, free in Canada. | |
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Posted: 1/29/2008 7:21:15 PM | Nice writting Treanna....I am sure, everyone would love have family with children in this natural world.
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For in and out, above, below,
‘Tis nothing but a Magic Shadow show,
Play’d in a Box whose Candle is the Sun,
Round which we Phantom Figures come and go.
~~~Omar Khayyam
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Posted: 1/29/2008 7:26:52 PM | Beautiful poetry
would so appreciate if you were to post a poem in the
poets cancer project thread Food for Thought
DR | |
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Posted: 1/30/2008 4:36:58 PM | Sure DR, Thank you so much. I'll
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O servant, where dost thou seek Me?
O servant, where dost thou seek Me?
Lo ! I am beside thee.
I am neither in temple nor in mosque:
I am neither in Kaaba nor in Kailash*:
Neither am I in rites and ceremonies,
nor in Yoga and renunciation.
If thou art a true seeker, thou shalt at once see Me:
thou shalt meet Me in a moment of time.
Kabir says, ' O Sadhu (Saint)! God is the breath of all breath.'
* Kaaba and Kailash are religious place for Muslim and Hindu respectively.
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Posted: 1/30/2008 4:47:01 PM | Love is Divine
This Love
is my love
This Love
is your love
This Love
knows no borders
This Love
takes divine orders
This Love
is here forever
This Love
fails us never
This Love
has no beginning
This Love
has no ending
This Love
belongs to us
without sin
and within
This Love
we can trust
given this
from up above
for it is
God's Love.
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Posted: 2/1/2008 3:18:05 PM | Wake up Winebringer! And pour me a glass of wine.
Throw dust on the head of this sad earth man.
I’ve taken off my snazzy blue coat and bare-chested
I clutch this full cup.
Even though the rich or the politicians call us “trash,”
To us their blue blood or fame means nothing.
Give me more wine! All their dust blowing around in the wind of pride
And desire is as worthless as a hole.
The smoke from my burning heart
Gags all those with ignorance as their goal.
My mad heart has a secret
That no one knows.
The Beloved has stolen even the sweet solitude from my heart,
And I am content.
No one who has ever laid eyes on this silver-limbed Cypress,
Would ever go looking in the woods for a cypress again.
“Hafez,” the voice of inner wine will say;
“Be careful what you ask for, you may just get what you want!” | |
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Posted: 2/2/2008 8:43:09 PM | Let my mother be a GOD to me;
Let my father be a GOD to me;
Let my teacher be a GOD to me;
Let my guest be a GOD to me.
Let me do actions which are blameless.
Let me always show reverence to the great. | |
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Posted: 2/2/2008 8:58:40 PM | i posted this on another thread
but thought it might fit nicely here...
nice thread!
rose.
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am reminded of him today...thich nhat hahn
rise
touch the blue sky
mindfully right here and now
be happy
breathe and smile
body and mind united
to touch the moment
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Posted: 2/3/2008 2:34:07 PM |
Are you looking for me?
I am in the next seat.
My shoulder is against yours.
you will not find me in the stupas, not in Indian shrine
rooms, nor in synagogues, nor in cathedrals:
not in masses, nor kirtans, not in legs winding
around your own neck, nor in eating nothing but
vegetables.
When you really look for me, you will see me
instantly --
you will find me in the tiniest house of time.
Kabir says: Student, tell me, what is God?
He is the breath inside the breath. | |
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Posted: 2/3/2008 6:19:20 PM | Smaller than the smallest atom,
All embracing as the heavens,
Tuka views the world objective -
Name and form as all delusion -
Realising its true nature
Serpent like, he drops his cover,
Far is left the triple range,
Which the soul has just passed o'er
Light the jar of dull clay brightens!
Shining in that light doth Tuka
Live on earth to serve the mankind. | |
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Posted: 2/5/2008 10:38:24 AM | Wonderer, worshipper, lover of leavning.
It doesn't matter.
Ours is not a caravan of despair.
Come, even if you have broken your vow
A thousand times
Come, yet again, come, come.
~~~Jalalud'din Rumi | |
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Posted: 2/7/2008 8:30:39 PM | Unbreakable, O Lord
Is the love
That binds me to You:
Like a diamond,
It breaks the hammer that strikes it.
My heart goes into You
As the polish goes into the gold.
As the lotus lives in its water,
I live in You.
Like the bird
That gazes all night
At the passing moon,
I have lost myself dwelling in You.
O my Beloved - Return.
~~~Mira | |
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Posted: 2/8/2008 3:11:18 PM | Love Her, Mind;
She can ferry you across
the sea of birth and death.
Taxes must be paid in this worthless marketplace,
but it's stupid to trust in wealth and family.
Have you forgotten your past?
Where were you? Where have you come to?
Where are you going?
You wear nothing
but a costume in the world.
The Enchantress makes
illusion dance, so you dance.
And you sit on Her lap
in Her prison.
Egotism, hatred, love, attachment to pleasing things --
why did you share
your kingdom with these?
Tell me that!
What you've done can't be helped;
the day is almost over.
On a jeweled island
Siva sits in Siva's house.
Contemplate Her always.
Prasad says,
Durga's ambrosial name libertates.
Repeat it without ceasing;
drench your tongue in nectar
~~~Ram Prasad Sen | |
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Posted: 2/8/2008 5:42:17 PM | I am love, that is what I am about
Myheart is as pure as gold
Beauty unfolds from the inside/out
I am feared because of the honesty in which I speak
I do not seek to judge with my insight,
I seek to open your eyes so that they might see
I am faithful and true
I am light, I am me
and you are beautiful too! | |
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Posted: 2/9/2008 6:31:09 PM | Simple girl: Your poem is very beautiful.
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Have you not heard his silent steps?
He comes, comes, ever comes.
Every moment and every age,
every day and every night he comes, comes, ever comes.
Many a song have I sung in many a mood of mind,
but all their notes have always proclaimed,
`He comes, comes, ever comes.'
In the fragrant days of sunny April through the forest path
He comes, comes, ever comes.
In the rainy gloom of July nights on the thundering chariot of clouds
He comes, comes, ever comes.
In sorrow after sorrow it is his steps that press upon my heart,
and it is the golden touch of his feet that makes my joy to shine.
~~~Tagore
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Posted: 2/9/2008 6:49:45 PM | Here are my three favorite poems by my favorite poet, Hafiz.
I Rain by Hafiz
I rain
Because your meadows call
For God.
I weave light into words so that
When your mind holds them
Your eyes will relinquish their sadness,
Turn bright, a little brighter, giving to us
The way a candle does
To the dark.
I have wrapped my laughter like a birthday gift
And left it beside your bed.
I have planted the wisdom in my heart
Next to every signpost in the sky.
A wealthy man
Often becomes eccentric,
A divine crazed soul
Is transformed into infinite generosity
Tying gold sacks of gratuity
To the dangling feet of moons, planets, ecstatic
Midair dervishes, and singing birds.
I speak
Because every cell in your body
Is reaching out
For God.
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So Many Gifts by Hafiz
There are so many gifts
Still unopened from your birthday,
There are so many hand-crafted presents
That have been sent to you by God.
The Beloved does not mind repeating,
"Everything I have is also yours."
Please forgive Hafiz and the Friend
If we break into a sweet laughter
When your heart complains of being thirsty
When ages ago
Every cell in your soul
Capsized forever
Into this infinite golden sea.
Indeed,
A lover's pain is like holding one's breath
Too long
In the middle of a vital performance,
In the middle of one of Creation's favorite
Songs.
Indeed, a lover's pain is this sleeping,
This sleeping,
When God just rolled over and gave you
Such a big good-morning kiss!
There are so many gifts, my dear,
Still unopened from your birthday.
O, there are so many hand-crafted presents
That have been sent to your life
From God.
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This One is Mine, by Hafiz
Someone put
You on a slave block
And the unreal bought
You.
Now I keep coming to your owner
Saying,
"This one is mine."
You often overhear us talking
And this can make you heart leap
With excitement.
Don't worry,
I will not let sadness
Possess you.
I will gladly borrow all the gold
I need
To get you
Back. | |
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Posted: 2/10/2008 7:50:07 PM | Thank you JoyBeauty for sharing a few of Hafiz poems. I like his creations.
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To take the fleeting for the permanent
Is foolish and pitiable.
Great wealth, like a crowd at a concert,
Gathers slowly and melts at a time.
Wealth never stays; use it on the instant
On things that stay.
A day, so called, if rightly understood,
Is a sword hacking at life.
Do good in time, ere the tongue dies
With the last hiccup.
"He was here yesterday," gloats the earth over man,
"Today he is gone."
Men unsure of the next moment
Make more than a million plans.
Like a bird's to the shell it leaves
Is life's link to its body.
Death is but a sleep, and birth
An awakening.
Can life never have a house of its own
Cribbed ever in its cabin?
~~~Tiruvalluvar (7th Century)
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Posted: 2/11/2008 4:10:44 PM | | Thank you...I am enjoying these postings and light shed. | |
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Posted: 2/11/2008 4:31:18 PM | O my friends,
What can you tell me of Love,
Whose pathways are filled with strangeness?
When you offer the Great One your love,
At the first step your body is crushed.
Next be ready to offer your head as his seat.
Be ready to orbit his lamp like a moth giving in to the light,
To live in the deer as she runs toward the hunter's call,
In the partridge that swallows hot coals for love of the moon,
In the fish that, kept from the sea, happily dies.
Like a bee trapped for life in the closing of the sweet flower,
Mira has offered herself to her Lord.
She says, the single Lotus will swallow you whole. | |
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Posted: 2/12/2008 6:08:22 PM | In one salutation to thee, my God,
let all my senses spread out and touch this world at thy feet.
Like a rain-cloud of July
hung low with its burden of unshed showers
let all my mind bend down at thy door in one salutation to thee.
Let all my songs gather together their diverse strains into a single current
and flow to a sea of silence in one salutation to thee.
Like a flock of homesick cranes flying night and day
back to their mountain nests
let all my life take its voyage to its eternal home
in one salutation to thee.
~~~Tagore | |
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Posted: 2/12/2008 10:20:49 PM | A
child
of the
Highest
he is and
of his mother
Just three
He looks at me
with mischievous eyes
riddled in youth
and giggles
asks me to give him
high fives
and reads to me wrong
making up the story
as he goes along
he says my name funny
and delights me
for in him
God resides
in the sweetness
of his hugs
in the tempo
of his voice
in the innocence
of his questions
not yet touched
by jaded cynicism and lies
and I see it and feel it
for in him
God resides | |
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Posted: 2/13/2008 2:17:27 PM | Where there is charity and wisdom
there is neither fear nor ignorance.
Where there is patience and humility,
there is neither anger nor disturbance.
Where there is poverty with joy,
there is neither covetousness nor avarice.
Where there is inner peace and meditation,
there is neither anxiousness nor dissipation.
Where there is fear of the Lord to guard the house,
there the enemy cannot gain entry.
Where there is mercy and discernment,
there is neither excess nor hardness of heart.
~~~Francis of Assisi | |
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Posted: 2/14/2008 5:55:18 PM | With the ocean set ablaze
The smoke yet manifests not
Only the one who gets burnt
Envisions the heat of loving thought
~~~Kabir | |
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Posted: 2/15/2008 3:32:07 PM | How long then will you seek for beauty here?
Seek the unseen, and beauty will appear.
When the last veil is lifted neither men
Nor all their glory will be seen again,
The universe will fade -- this mighty show
In all its majesty and pomp will go,
And those who loved appearances will prove
Each other's enemies and forfeit love,
While those who loved the absent, unseen Friend
Will enter that pure love which knows no end.
~~~Farid ud-Din Attar | |
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