PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

My love for you a yearling became... many eons ago.
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His dogs and cats cannot read.. save the script of his soul
They cannot write..except on his heart
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As a tide floats all boats ..As great music lifts all lyrics
..so do love's spirit pinions ..give wings to all opinions.
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At dawn the emperor sun breaks forth in the arena of mars but in the evening he disappears behind cloud curtains to the chamber of venus.
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Living shrimp in a bucket looked up at us with their penetrating sweet black eyes on stalks.
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Cloud maya makes the sun appear to wink at us. But his love
is constant, not on and off.
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Compass needles are magnetized to the north
but compassion unencompassed in all directions pours.
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The sun yellow of the solar plexus, the healing greens and pinks of the heart, the blue of the throat, indigo of the third eye, blazing white, gold and violet of the crown entwine in a rainbow and pour forth to the world.
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Did the Creator gave rats and snakes and bugs and weeds
life and then not give them feelings?
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For love the model forsook the runway. From that shallow world she did run away. 10
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Ribboned sunbeams, his words wing me.
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She aspired to be a Venutian rather than a martyr.. to follow
the path of venus' love rather than sometimes angry mars.
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He no longer harms daisies nor their petals shreds.. to ask if her love for him has been shed.
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His empathic heart is always giving command performances for anyone in need.*
*A warm day in November... a leaf came calling down..
but then he flitted up... it was not a falling flutterby... but a rising butterfly
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God is Universal Love. Some humans but not God judge the
promiscuous, polyamorous, polygamous or polyandrous.
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In his heart bell hung a tong which struck every time
he caught sight of her or heard her voice.
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Knowing that froggie fear was engendered by horse hooves,
Pegasus grew wings and arose framed by a sky of orange pink and rose. 20
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Love is a purifier more sacred than pure fire.
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Love limited, love circumscribed, love lukewarm is by God decried.
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Love not force rides the horse said one. True love would not enslave a horse, said the other.
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Love surrounds hate as the sea laves icebergs.
Hate is frozen Love, A warm sea will melt it all
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Love was the justice of the peace who married them.
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Lust says the whole is not as great as the part but
Love flows whole from its temple in the heart.
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A baby who lies untouched in cradle.. a child who sits untouched in a crib.. will grow up thinking he's unlovable.. feeling he is untouchable.
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Mongers in the name of love heartshaped candies sell.
But Mr Werline lived divine love through every single cell.
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More precious because he'd waited so long to hear.. the most beautiful lyrics... 'I love you' in his ears. 30
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A match does not ignite an iceberg nor does a waterdrop survive in a forest fire . We are influenced by the company we keep.
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Allgiving sun passes light... through persimmon tree leaf filters.. filling her fruit
with lovepotion juice...paradisical philters
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Phone wires pinker glow as love reconnecting flows
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Roses are pink. Violets are violet. Our love for you is forever inviolate
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They are 5 beloved brothers and 5 beloved sisters...of all who come their way the assisters.
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She was baptized in water by her brother's rare tears..
baptized in fire by her mother's unshed tears
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Sleeping Beauty is awake inside each being, but some of us
need the kiss of unconditional love to know we are made of love
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Some criticized him for sharing his journal, , but others
were grateful that he had invited all into his heart
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Some human beings frighten the birds. They are animated scarecrows,
but there are others who attract them near and far. They are carecrows.
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Suddenly out of the blue, the ship on the horizon Suddenly out of the purple, love's eve rising. 40
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The Lord of Love laves his lilies in light*
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The love of the heart has surrounded the mind's knife of
criticism sheathing it with silence. 42
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The peony sphere has no perfume.. until she opens the petals of her heart
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The same God shines through the prisms of all eyes.
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They suddenly knew they wanted to avoid pain and much trouble
by going through life as a doublebubble
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Those who stop eating pork or beef or squab don't ingest adrenalin.
Reduced is their squabbling.
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To the lowlying sea....river waters to the most humble point descending..
but then lifted by the lovelight of the sun waters are ascending
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Two puddles loved each other and became a brook.2 pools
of light loved each other and became a glow.2 hearts loved each other and became one.
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Unbidden buzz in the bloombibbing bees.
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Until we saw her animal sanctuary, we never thought
Noah's Ark... could be as clean as a sunwashed barque 50
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We came to a crossroads and what did we see? All directions pointing..
to his heart's infinity
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The chubby little hand of the small boy .. tenderly cups the head of the puppy....a magic little cup this hand.. which holds the liquid of affection upside down.. pouring it from endless springs
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Within small circles do spiders build webs while larger
ones foil them. So the uncircumscribed heart foils lurking danger.
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Healed hearts are blazing stars.. sending forth unending rays in all directions.
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Held by desire, the yellow jacket sups within the petals' brackets
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Arthur pulled a sword out of stone..but he was not able to pull
out the sword of pain until Bea came along ...she who could liquefy a rock with her aura.
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Dust caked plant confined within house walls..stares out wistfully
as cleansing raindrops make loveslides down free leaves
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Shortly before he was born, God gave a vision of a soaring eagle suddenly swooping down
and voluntarily entering an open bamboo cage on a boat. I knew a great soul was taking
incarnation.
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To God they said "Your amarylis and Your lilies with delight do fill us."
And God replied "I made them for My Beloved Phyllis"
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The wind decanted the bush of lavender lilac and she was garbed in her own sweet perfume
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In dawning daybreak so pure and still they opened the window above the sill. The Sun of Love into room did spill. 60
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The little baby boy stretched out his arms to the stranger with a radiant smile.. silently saying 'pick me up'...conferring a grace which made her cry. Arms so small Bequeathing All
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Whether you are Kwon Yin or Kwon Yang You are always a lovable God
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Allen’s heart compass is Allen-compassing. To Love points Allen’s heart compass. It is all encompassing
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Wherever is Maynard, Mother Earth is moving Mayward
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Despite criticism from other faculty members, a teacher named Ray gave out all A's. From their other teachers they learned some discipline, some knowledge. From Ray they learned unconditional love.
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Rocking cradle of the world.. sunset stairway to the stars..
only by greatmasters trod... only written on by God.
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Rain at sea... redundancy
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It snows at sea... silence falls in flakes...melting
designs.... slip form for All
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Wavecarved caves near the seagirt rock.. wavesculpted into a seagulled rookery..
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Every morn...the sea reborn ...is smoke and mirrors..... fog and reflection. 70

We gave him a pitcher. He gave us the sea
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The rock temple to Poseidon will in some millenium show crumbling, but the wavy
sea will remain... as ever the ocean main.
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The tide sent into the cleft of rock Neptune's polyfingered hand of welcome.
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Without equal, each wave sequel. Land is for eagles. The sea
is for seagulls
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The ebbtide slowly recedes, but in that sweet leg of the sea
tidepools, seaweed, shells sunsparks and driftwood.... are his legacy
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The rain in Maine remains mainly by the main.
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That sand not soon turn the beachfence into driftwood
the artist designed a metal seat.
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From the shore.. one looks upward to the sanddune grass..10,000 green brush blades
trying to paint the blue sky jade* No matter how high it climbs the palmtree finds
he cannot stamp his frondprints upon the sky
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Faster than any stylus squiggling.. can write the sun
in the water wiggling... but when the sea is perfectly still..
it appears it was water which held the quill
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Receives all arrows the universal quiver
as the sea receives all lonely rivers
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Daily the sea laves with tidal milk waves nursing in love her hungrymouthed caves 81
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Today in their palate of many hues
the sky and sea have 90 shades of blue
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Little petstore goldfishes.. suffocating in the tiny plastic bag.. God set you
free.. into fresh water rivers which lead to the sea.
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Gentler than land's are the seasons of the seas.
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The rainbow's end touchdowns in the waving sea. Though she pours her pastels endlessly, deep blue remains the sea
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Surfers delight in the motion of the angry waves of the ocean
as neptune, king of the sea, delights in their mars.
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Shadows of fishes play in the shallows above varying shades of abandoned shells.
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Within a wavelaved rock fissure, God hid the fish from the kingfisher.
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The rowboat's wake intersected the path
of the morning sun upon the water... effort was squared to light
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The sea mirror was framed by lobster traps..until she rose and smashed them
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A clamshell holds the seaswell.. Reflected in captured tide.. does Jupiter's light dwell 91

Waterfall mist asked the sea 'when shall I return to Thee? '
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Windsent seascent everywhere went
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As artists long for blank canvases, as sealovers yearn for the blue space of the skysea,
the Spirit longs to be uncluttered.
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So many shades of blue from royal navy to aqua hue.. without
the horizon ship one could not tell sky from sea.
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Seacradle does fishes rock among the rocks but she is slapping at fishermen's docks as the sun wears daily a fresh foam frock
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The full moon lifts seawaves in joy, but only the sun can lift water drops out of th140e sea.
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Blackberried tarts on white lace doilies are the seafoam framed ocean's dark rocks
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Ships in bottles cannot sail, but messages unsealed from
bottles do, and their words are meant most for those who find the script.
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More than the stable shore God hallows the waving sea's shellshod shallows. 100
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In the kinder world there surely no longer shall be
shellfish shiv'd to shed their sheltering shells from the sea

Waves will rise in joy, they know soon toward the full moon of the longed for monsoon
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Message in sea's bottles. Tidings in the tides. Time's
rivers to the timeless sea glide. Every being will with God abide.
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Cavecarver tide.. a patient sculptor who abides
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He is like the sea: on the surface bubbling with wave effervescence
... in the depths one with divine Everpresence
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The sun's fireball has scattered embers in the sea, unquenched
by her waters. for love can never be extinguished.
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The drops the rain scatters the river then gathers.. for the sea who in turn
offers them in her great chalice to the Sun Father
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One smells seasalt before the first seasight...
of His Eoyal Lowness, Neptune bluerobed. He fills hearts with delight
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She picked up only vacant seashells at the shores of the Seychelles.
For chambered nautili hollow were minnow castles in the shallows
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It is the trickling time for the tiptoeing tide to float in gifts which abide
beneath the twinkling stars' ides. 110*
The tide is afoot! in the 10 million fingers of the sea
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As seawaves slapped his sloop he slipped down a sweet slope into sleep
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A red light where the road ends at the aquamarine sea.
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Aboard the oceanliner they see.. moonlight whitewashing the sea
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Those who live by or on the sea can most frequently be healed by her empty canvas, rhythms, and frequency
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Flags of fog flap not but float above the kingdom of Neptune
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The sun scattered a trillion diamonds on the sea...his angels will gather them into a necklace for thee
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Her listening heals.. because she listens with total presence, without judgment,
without interruption, with unconditional love 118
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The sirens in his odyssey kept not Odysseus from the sea
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The beachcombing sea gives more than she takes as she secedes
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The sea: a blue jewel framed by shells.. whose azure and aqua skies are not caught by aquarelles. Her sight and sound and smell lift us out of hell. In her space our spirits upwell.*
As she hears the confessions of all rivers those on the shore hear the sea.. accepting all she calls no thing heresy.
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So many sires he had in Donegal.. so many foremothers in Galway ..he was made of Donegalway...in every cell of his being the sea calls to itself
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That day the grey gulls over the grey gulf were invisible in the grey cover of the gloaming
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As rocks girding a tidal pool... As metal setting for sapphire jewel... As rigid bones around liquid soul eyes.. the body frame for the Spirit Nigh
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The mountain palm gave birth. Her coconut babes rolled downhill to the ocean.. Now they are islands in that sea .. with hard shells bathed inside by coconut milk and outside by piscean seas
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In an all-grey sky through a cloud goblet a sunbeam straw sucked up the sea
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The tide casts her slender silver fishnet veil, not to harm the fish, but to float them home to her sea.
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I want to be with my love by the sea near his seaweed strewn legacy
hearing the gullsong ..smelling salt air ..feeling the sand arranged by the tide ..my heart slowing down to rhythms of seaslide .. seeing ascent of the Sun.. watching the rise oer the bay of the moon..ambling to a cafe fireplace to sip berry tea with book pen and community
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Night can no longer suborn first light's gathering morn!

The sun's allgiving gold cheer.. has become the allgiving tree's purple
cherries. 131
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Popping oer the mountains the dawn sun arose, unrolling through
windows welcome carpets.... of red rose
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It is not the sweet nuthatch but the sun which hatches the nuts
of nut trees everyone
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The sun thought about another's criticism that he lacked focus.. but
then began again to shine in all directions
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Moondown is sunup She did not mourn the moonset for it meant sunrise.
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The sun diamond stipples the ocean's wind ripples.
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The sky shyly blushes pink at the approach
of the Avataric Sun
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Behind sparkling fountain waters sinking climb
higher the rays of the giving sun king. We need not seek him.
He comes to us.
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The sun wears no dark glasses. He has nothing to hide
and is not threatened by his own light.
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The bee's favorite couplet: a sunup-brimming buttercuplet
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The sun craves no limelight as he grows limes in his light.
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As morning wands with a dewdrop each grass spire
so little acts of kindness are by God given
great power
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the sun rays arc with their igniting sparks
making sparkles everywhere
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Beach footprints by tidewater erased. Snow footprints
by the sun melted away. So does God forgive all transgressions.
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When her sun wed his moon and his sun wed her moon
skies poured forth for lifefaithful loons Love's manylived monsoon
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Oh please dear Mr. Pinkus with your dawning
rays..please pink us
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The sun does not kill and tell.. but how can tree hide her new peaches in the dell?
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With soundless tapping the horizontal baton rouge of dawn light
called forth a chorus of bird delight
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He who gilds the fringed coast Of all buttercups the toast.
More ancient than all.. yet evernew His ray host.
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The forces of night.. their vanishing might melt away in delight.. at dawn's vanquishing light 150
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The moon has dominion over the sea, he thought, watching as her unveiled full rays caused the highest tides. But at dawn he saw the sun lift the waters much higher with his elevating evaporating fire
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The sun does not narrowcast.
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And now a seasmoke fog hides the rising sun... but soon his flaming rays will break through
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Sal loved to sail in solitude and silence neath Sol
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‘Dawndrawn’ sun-summoned dandelions... spread gold parasols
... brings another sundown .. a diaspora of dandelion down
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The sun with her came out to play
but shy night could not stand his light and she ran quite away.
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Holds the sun's cheer... every purple cherry.. and seed chariots of new trees of
cherry.
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As the longfingered sun reaches out to touch a cloistered trillium
or a lake trembles in the light of moon and stars
so can Tolstoy's long rainbow of words play our heartstrings from afar.
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They whispered the arrival of the iceberg's new rival... he feared as the gulf stream approached.... his very survival
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Arun arose awash in rose.. His dawn rays oer all arose. Did all arouse .. his rays of rose...millennial oaks... the corn in rows... and the no-rows wildest rose. 160
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The egg of the sun dipped into many cups of dye.. pink and purple saffron yellow orange and red.. a gold mellow but He preferred His own color.. that of blazing light
and emerged untouched by dawn or dusk or deepest night
(not an egg stolen from a chicken)
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Light lingers in fig leaves and pink cloud fingers
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The sun's divine current is transformed into currants
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To the apple tree the sun said "You think you're the decider
but it is my rays which decide which apples become cider"
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Where is my lover the sun? Coming up over the mountain..Where is my lover the sun? Splashing on top of that fountain.. Where is my lover the sun? Red-appling inside that green tree Where is my lover the sun? Sparkling through all the blue sea.
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Grey sea and grey skies are one... yet does the sudden crimson sailed boat give hope and perspective.
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Tiny steps of great power: 1000 cars go.. after l green light. 1000 tons of avalanche safely move from l sound slight. A thumbs up from Caesar..saves the gladiator's life. The dawn's breaking light banishes the night. Making one phone call.... helps to reunite.
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Some little waterfalls are so small they are a curving downward staircase of the river seabound
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It takes many puddles to make a pool and many Liverpuddlians to make a Liverpool. They are a kind people, Liverpuddlians, who do not mind if frogs paddle or poodles piddle in the puddles of Liverpuddlians
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There is an ancient highway of the heart between Siena and Vienna
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Wherever walks Ambrose.. up spring amber roses.. pouring forth fragrance and deathless ambrosia. Wherever walks Ambrose
.. his heart melts neuroses.. and in their place.. up spring new roses 171

Our land is the land of the Cheyenne, Shoshone and Shawnee..
Cherokee and Seminole, in valleys of the Shenandoah and Swanee.
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10,000 brush strokes of the master artist... equal not the perfect
paintings of the pure mirror
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A clover veil.. violets the vale... neath skies cloudclad or when ultraviolet sun prevails.
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A feathergowned crane flies through the forest like Cinderella fleeing the ball.....but now the Prince of Peace comes into the hall
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A grey cloudcloak mutes the crimson leaves of oak.
Scarlet charcoal embers' shroud: soft grey ash and smoke.
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A parasol and a parapluie..as umbrellas they are the same
.. one means prepared for the sun...the other.. ready for rain
As with positive thought.. when one expects the good
it is likely in ones life to reign
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As Michelangelo's vision of David's divinity freed him from his marble block,
so a man of size plumpkin can free himself from his body coach pumpkin
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Beautiful the scent of the tobacco flower
but the leaves which helped weave the fragrance are subdivided.
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Before the falls, the sheen of shanti. At the falls sheets of shakti. 180
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Dawn rhodescent, jeweled by moon crescent, but both will melt when the sun is present
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Did not the apple blossoms fall, there'd be no cider in the fall.
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Fall's leafless orange berried bush foiled by blue sky.. a pointillist painting
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Fernfurl, chrysanthemumcurl, lilyswirl, wisteriawhirl and sunflowertwirl
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Flames of mornlight... the cotton clouds do ignite
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Flowering grass spire, dew-wanded, a green exclamation point!
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Foamwake disappears from the whale tail.. dries up.. the snailtail
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Fragrant fireweed fringes fire hydrants.
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From the Bubble Blower, the moon rises and floats
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God who painted with crushed pink pearl living oysters' shells
wants them left alone in the shallows and shoals 190
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In the folds of the fields Mother Earth has.. phlox.. foaled... she has phlox unfolded
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It is the leela of the Lord to unscroll lilies and lilacs and violets in divine light.
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Lily pad plates... jade spheres with rims.. raindrops fill them to the brim
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Mist lies in parallel layers under the clouds as satin sheets lie under cotton blankets
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On the stepping stones in the pool... snow has made a pillow for each rock stool*
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Secret springs, many aquifers. help the knitting of new needles for the aqua firs
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Several lamps make a shack lovely.. more than a dark palace...
as the light of the holy makes any face beautiful
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Stationery the sunblocking stained glass windows of a church,
but the iridescent windows in the butterfly's wings don't veil light in their flight.
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The comet's tail, an orange light trail, brighter than a fish's scales, shining
more than beetle's mail.
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Young souls love beauty. Older souls worship the beauty of love.
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The diamond river cut swords through the whiteblanketed greensward
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The fragrance wafting from a rose does enthrall
every Rao, Smith, Wong, King,Kim, Ali and Rosenthal
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The full moon has spilled her silver paint cans onto the seastage. Some has splattered onto the cloud curtains
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The goddess of the sun retires for the night through clouds spreading
her fan made of rays of light
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The greenleaved grapevine does a tightroping straight
line... along the windstirred clothesline
and a wavy winner banner on the young pine
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The old ailanthus many humans found peccable
but the woodpecker delighted in her status peckable
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The private train car had smoke and mirrors, reflecting candles'' flames and curls rising as the mirror lake beneath the morning mist reflected the sun on the horizon
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The south wind paddled the puddles, the lily padded ponds, and played the pea'd pods and pansies pied.
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The spider web dewjeweled and studded with samara stars....has not today done harm
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The sun paintbrush dapples the woods into apples 210b
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The white rose of Uganda has the same aroma
as the deep purple rose which grows in Roma.
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Under gold dandelion parasols, beetles lie in the beach
of green grass, looking at the blue skysea beyond.
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With early stars have fireflies asterisked the evening skies
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Mother wrote that from the mountaintop they saw a village lay in the Mexican valley by the sealine. Every rooftop was covered... in blue morning glory vines... the sky coming to earth saying "I will be thine"
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Over the shoulders of April's winter trees..Mother Earth has thrown a pink shawl as light as the morning breeze.. but two moons later it was tossed for her favorite: a jade sari
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A table on which the bees may sup For them by His grace God has raveled out of space a table which has merged with its cloth of lace
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Om Parvat: Shiva on Mt Kailash with snowy script has written the Om in sacred Sanskrit. He has sifted flakes into recesses carved by Parvati's prayers and Tibet's holy scarves
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That part of Kashmir is ringed by sharp peaked snowclad mountains...
the teeth of God.. guarding the green river valley... one of many tongues of God
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The shifting beams of the Aurora Borealis in the northern skies' midnight blue chalice are reflected in the lake's royal blue waters with their rainbow fishes' moving gleams.
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Oh JackOLantern, beyond toothless grin..through his scar-red apertures one sees wondrous light A 1 room house with 9 windows will appear to have 9 lights, but it is One
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I hid behind the wall but my more courageous shadow.. . showed herself.. and walked up the ladder.
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In the D Day invasion he fought Nazi knaves and helped free people Hitler made slaves. The living as well as the dead are brave. One day at a time his life he gave.
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One by one in many countries they break through the ice of fear.. cups of crocuses .. stand up in caucuses .. East to West from Africa to the Caucusus and state their eternal allegiance to the Creator Sun.
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With the most leaks the boat of democracy best floats
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Only the shoemaker can make the shoes. Only the wearer can tell if they fit. These
are the timeless words... of brilliant David Spitz
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What is destiny? The will of God. Since God is imprisoned in the hearts of all beings, destiny is ones nonharming desires.
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Night outs the stars .. they fall in love with their own light, realizing they need no other.
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He was of the school that one makes his own haiku rules. Why should he be bound by the straitjackets of dead people?
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In that life, the monk entered the labial labyrinth... he was not ready to
celebrate the path celibate... centuries later he once again entered monastery portals
...all desire for sensory experience extinguished
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"I must be about my Father's business" said the sun on the horizon rising..
as he in half the earth was raising the grapes into raisins.
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Because their hearts were full of compassion's waters, they often broke right in half..hanging flyswatters 220
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The tree branches God has joined together let no one cleave asunder.
The animal limbs God has joined together let no meatcutter cleave asunder.
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April is the most fragile month, when tender jade tenrils can be crushed by unconscious boots
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The fruit tree oer the brook drops her free food into waters dappled... the fish bob for apples
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Those depressing stormclouds grey... wand the world to green
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Like the beloved in a canoe paddled by her love is the willow tree trailing her lacy fingers in the lake.. wherever she breaks its blue mirror she paints the water sunset gold
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When the naturalist who defines plants as wild edibles
comes around, do the plants shiver and shake, quiver and quake?
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Some find peace most in the mountains. Some find peace
most at the sea. And some find peace most in the mountains oer the sea.
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Only newfallen laurel leaves in Richard Wilbur's laureate wreaths
for he takes only what Mother Earth gently bequeaths
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Breeze made blooms assent nod as Assisi's God whispered 'walk unshod' where dirt clods have vined into sweet pea pods
and hardened sod broken to goldenrod
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In the foothills of the Apennines old olive trees with grapes vined ...make
violet orbs of olivine... we think of this in Los Angeles at Olive and Vine
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Is God's favorite chapel sunlight dappled trees of apple? Her Ichi Ban shrine..trees of pine?
Her beloved mosque vine covered kiosks? Her best synagogue a cranberry bog?
Her holiest church woods of birch
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The grape vine did entwine and spiral oer the high clothesvine
.. and turned it into a trellis ... from divine fire knitting knots just above the forgetmenots
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All life is sacred but one day he chose that the Japanese beetle was greater than rose. Crawling in his greenmail* armour over the Goldsmithed bloom ready to turn gold petal fire
into pure insect flight. He found when he chose the bug oer the rose God gave him backendless blooms of rose
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Cool full moon light it is certain will shine through living bamboo curtains
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She saw on an African safari that Mother Nature had by Lord Hari
showered with several brand new jade saris
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Groundnesting birds, frogs, snakes, butterflies,
lady bugs, beehives, anthills, fireflies...all sliced or crushed as harvesters, lawnmowers and other machines roll unconsciously by
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Oliver Stone: Within the olive is a stone.. a living stone which can reforest the world with olive groves, birds' and squirrels' homes,
free food treasure troves, roots below to prevent mudslides, evaporating leaves which summon rain above
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He told us he had 9 acres in the Carolinas.. with grape arbors, peach groves, apple orchards and pumpkin patches, blueberry bushes
and nut trees matchless RTH
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Cut down that tree! the lumbermen cried She's so ugly and
so slipshod With her flaky head lost in the clouds and her feet in the filthy sod.. But all who loved her encircled her and kept her from the axe and the blade and in the spring with new roots she was shod and clad in a jade laceleafdress from God.
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Landscapers need not be landscrapers but bulldozers always disturb bulls dozing. 240
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The way of yielding water.. flowing.. being ...never preaching
is the teaching of the ancient ..I Ching
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Some cherrypick. Some plumpluck but Newton was given an apple windfall
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What are the jobs of apple trees To breathe and to be.. while apples come automatically. (to everyone who has been helped by the work of Steve Jobs)
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The daybreak sun in a state of ever-rest faster than mountain climbers have ever scaled Everest
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Gently opens the lake lotus the sun with his long fingers
.. and whether He sets or rises ...His light forever lingers
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Briefly the fins of the joyful dolphins cleave the waters.
Now to mingle again they begin.
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The seawind and wavedrift bring their surprises and seagifts
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The wind will in the windmill helps windfall to befall
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In a world of deep blue sea and aqua skies
welcome are purple sunset and gold sunrise
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If you don't build it they will come. If you let it alone it will grow
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LeBron in a dream said "Skip unnecessary steps." 251
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Another point of view: Those who dutifully shoveled their walks unwittingly later left a surface of ice whereas those who let everything go left a safe place to walk in the crunching snow.
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How do you do? said the rose to the bee. On the dewclad rose
said the bee to the rose I would rather do than to be.
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Can only the wind surf the grass seas?
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Infinite drops of rain gathered by river trains, now remain in the bowl of sea main.
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As the wind whistles, ripe seeds of thistle send forth their epistles. The wind will scatter them.
The rain will enkindle them. the sun will lift them
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Into the breach.. near the rocky beach... the seed of birch
the seed of beech and the hardstoned seed of peach
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Bog crannies are the cradles for crimson cranberries
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Once termites bored a hole in the holly on the hill. Now a gnawing holocaust of emptiness
where once Holly-wood was held. As time passed all knew Holly was hallowed because Holly was hollowed. Soon a beehive came graced with honey and the magic of the queen to the hallowed hollowed holy Holly on the hill.
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Each night the tree of nut out of naught knits neat nuts ....
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In the meadows pink lupins. In the forest, green Lew pines....
For a much longer time, last the fir shrines.
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Redwoods: faithful silent sentries.. standing for millennia
not centuries
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Only the forest green fir and the redleafed oak did hold their leaves in the winter wild
to make December's eves for the Baby more mild. Perhaps that is why they're the colors of the advent of the Christ Child.
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Oh Martin Sometimes your voice was the thunder Sometimes it
was the falling rain. Always it burst our hearts asunder..
and made them beat... empathic in pain. (to all who loved MLK)*
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In one famous life Paul Robeson arrived on earth with black robes on.
In previous lives he came into view arrayed in bodies of different hues.
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First Lady Sally Hemings....your liquid monument is the reflecting waters..encircling the Jefferson Memorial..
As seas receive slaps without responding, so you absorbed over and over the humiliation of being hidden in a back room...
before your and his children were sold on the auction block.
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Larry Doby and Jackie Robinson: Each thorn ... has become a rose Each scar.. has turned to star
Each taunt.. became slow admiration .. and then loyalty
until love broke forth like a fountain out of stony hearts
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Count Nikolai Pistoff when he heard the rates of the therapist was very pissed off
and thereafter spelled therapist 'the-rapist'.
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The incoming egalitarian tide melts the last ice of apartheid 270
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Salisbury decried adding another hue unto the rainbow yet we would add
saffron and jade and pink and rose and olive and tan, crimson and indigos
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As bells chime when someone enters or exits a bookstore
so Spirit sometimes makes music when souls come or go
from a body
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Every River Styx is a River Phoenix, the soul either touching
down into a new and better form or returning forever to
the kingdom of ecstasy

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He wished no induction into the House of Lords, but only
to return home to the Home of the Lord.
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Those who focused on the shock of shards as the phoenix
bird burst from his shell... nearly missed the sight of his holy
maiden flight... as he soared up and away.........and out of sight
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Death is the release of the bird of the heart from the ribcage of time.
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Buried as they are killed, beheaded dandelions, on the scythe their green blood lyin
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All will some day even those who have coronations
leave their bodies to crematers and coroners of their nations
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Angels threw an etheric butterfly net over him.
The reverse of impaling lepidopterists, they from the body's cocoon
set his butterfly soul free from earth's room
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Angels ring silent bells, as on their way to God, cockles leave their shells
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Those who love God the most sometimes like to leave early for Home
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As foam bubbles burst into the sea
in death Bubba's soul waters were set free
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Over the slain elephants' ivory grows the merciful shroud of ivy.
Angel light ultraviolet keeps both from further violation.
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Like caterpillars who eat themselves comatose
and then sleep as God weaves their wings
some are liberated after leaving their bodies.
Infinite are the ways God back to God all of us brings
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She shed her body. Her Spirit hovers around you trying you to cheer Hoping though tears...may fill your ears....that somehow you her joyful spirit hear
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That cheery cricket greeted me... and now his voice is still... but on the other side of life... God does his Spirit fill
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When on earth she fell into love. Now she has risen into love.
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We were born of 1 not 2 uteri....my beloved twin, you and also I
Now you hover round me like a sun shining from all sides.
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Barrie was a mixed breed dog with confidence and joy.. whose tail twirled over his back.. like a
clover blossom over a sidewalk. Barrie used to bury bread in our bedspread
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Swans, floating mounds of white, glide along on the blue lake .. though they look like icebergs
they harm none... they do not melt into their supporting water but rise above it. 290
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Reflected in the rippling creek, the sun was made a daisy...fragmented by the faster current into daisy petal sparks Windstirred and starred each unplucked firepetal traveled downstream while the full daisy sun remained and murmured SHE LOVES YOU EVERMORE SHE LOVES YOU EVERMORE SHE LOVES YOU EVERMORE
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Because Howard Zinn is one with God, he is one with all zinnias,
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As a nimbus encircles a flame..as a father holds his child
his love surrounds her. He has gone ahead to prepare her chamber
and yet he hovers around her
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Windows On the World, on Sept 11, 2001: At the top of the world
as they did dine...they died without an anodyne. And animals upon whom humans dine.. have died without.. an anodyne
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Mrs Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis: "The stars oerfixed you and downcast their glowing spears." By strangest alchemy starlight turned into tears. The plump pumpkin of your life was shattered. Its evergreen seeds were most widely scattered. By prearranged script by God and you cowrit your sacrificial strength did a grateful nation lift.
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No longer will families of those who committed suicide be barred from burying their ashes in the cemetery yard...for some are mystics.. who the translucent flimsy veil of life aside brush as onward in ecstasy to the Beloved they rush. They are fire-freed from limits of body frequency.
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The funeral's current of grief is of lightning bolts which strike even strangers...causing them for
no explained reason to release tears of rain.
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Sometimes they hesitated to sit next to him at funerals.. because he always made them laugh..
which harvested glares from people in grieving pews.. now he too has slipped from the
cloak of the body... and is making serious angels laugh.
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The sand castles have been waved away. The ice sculptures have melted. The pink chalk on the sidewalk has been rained away. The peach blossoms have fallen. But the love you gave is invulnerable. The love forever remains.
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Mother Earth has knitted strong knots in the faithful blue forget me nots. 300
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From your infinite eyes we drink Stars within skies of blackest ink
Please don't eclipse us when you wink.. but hold us in your eyes, Black Sphinx
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He remembered that pricks of the branches of the mistletoe tree can draw blood.
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Oh womanizer or manizer most polygamous... try as you might you won't be milligamous
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Serial womanizer Jack Frost had his face pressed to their windows.. asking them to come out and play.. before he disappeared again.
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That God is Universal Love means not judging the promiscuous, polyamorous, polygamous, polyandrous?
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Mary never needed to marry gold but a heart as cheerful as marigolds
She wed Bob.. who was holy and merry and bold And knew she
had married a heart of gold
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Rose of Akron: Through the fence pickets peep the pink roses and purple peonies.. their roots are fixed by love but their fragrance and light pour to the stars
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It seemed sun's love was off and on as he cloudcloak did doff and don, but he is always on with bright noon power.. not the twilight pink of dawn
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Four Flowers...: The Sun arose in Morning Glory, with His Goldenrod wanding Violet to Rose
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The bees' favorite couplet.. sunup brimming buttercuplet
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In the predawn violet... as they wake the violets... of the unsung.....birds sing...
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How awesome How sublime That out of muck and mud and slime....God makes lemons God makes limes.
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The sun arrays the skies in rose as He arises and rouses the rose
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April is aproned with apricot blooms.
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Dandelions summoned by the sun... spread gold parasols
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Little Tree, Little Tree, I wonder where you are
to thank you for the sweet pink fruit you did weave
from distant star.
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Wherever she has trod in the dell flowertrails to Mother Earth befell .. daffodils and larkspur and bluebells daisies and trilliums and cockleshells
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Weeding, whispered the Great Spirit...is plant racism
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Ivy and violets vy not with the violent. 320
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Why is the rose encircled by thorns? That she not be plucked
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Bursting blooms of bluebonnet to the sun sing silent sonnets
A beetlebored bamboo flute.. Yonder wind plays upon it
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Hawaiian breadfruit... shed your Joseph's coat of many colors..
your 1000 panes of stained glass mosaic.. and become 10,000 breadfruit trees
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Enpine the cone! Enoak acorn! Enpear the seed that inner
sun be freed!
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For every tree and wildflower He has willed the power
as He flows through all an effortless willpower
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Lilac'd fields Lilliputian the Lord of Love has many lilies
put in
A temple of God are all beings, every Lee, Obama, Blair, every Mandela, Chavez, Castro and Putin.
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As birds helped Cinderella to dress for the dance,
the peony made her debut because of kind ants
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Into the daisy the sun has spun his gold
and his rays has rolled into the marigold
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May and Mother Earth has gone under cover
hiding herself neath fields of daisy and clover
While all the world over new blooms are stitched by her sun lover.
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Impatiens teach patience as they weave new blooms from
the sun and cloud looms
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The meadows are asterisked by asters. Though they
seem randomly sprayed, not a single one has gone astray.
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Clover lamps with their curved necks hang over the cobbles
of a London sidewalk shedding purple light in their tiny world
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The glistening spider filament fluttered in the wind, spangled
with dandelion spores...a magic wand with not one
but many stars
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God needs no chain or buckle..to link the roots of honeysuckle.
Her herald fragrance runs ahead as her seamless threads delve in new beds.

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Like the anemone she has nary an enemy
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Above its jade velvet carpet, the moss sends shoots
of tiny lime stars.. shooting stars
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From the plane, one sees cloudscript...
.. ancient stotras of Sanskrit...
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As he walked along, he saw a slain dandelion with grey locks
and blew the down of the mower victim that there be new fluffy flower flocks after springmelt of fluffy falling flakes.
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Because the wind rustled blooming fruit trees
they released their fresh fragrance into the breeze 340
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Why has God his dew morngift sent?
For cider, butterfly drinks, for lilac and jasmine scent
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The orange tree... a green galaxy with many blazing
saffron sunorbs
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In the county of Fairfax in the meadows flagged with phlox, no more will horses be abused and beagles caged later to frighten the fox, nor ever again eat the flanks of flocks
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Most can from the apple tree pick spies
but only God can pluck blazing stars from the skies
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Within each acorn cloak are infinite oaks.
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Inch across the yard the bright rays of dawn
Striking magic wands cause flowers in the lawns.
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Unseen starlight flickers. In solar lux and rainflux melt snowflakes while spin goldflecked phlox and purple flax.
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The Japanese beetle sews eyelets in the rose.
Sweet wee weevils turn lilacs to lilace.
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Only the jasmine plant has a right to string garlands of its blooms.
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The morning sun does the throat of lark spur and blue the meadows with sweetest
larkspur
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They called the wind lackadaisical but because she in freedom blows
the world will never ...........lack for daisies
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Flowers consider bloom pluckers pedophiles.. who scotch the unroll of the scroll of
the petals' files.
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She wanted no bloom symbols of love eternal for their petals proved most ephemeral
and the flowers did not wish to be decapitated
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Nightzies too are the daisies though we can't see their glow
as the sun is elsewhere shining hidden by the earth's slow axis flow
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The pistil tong in the hibiscus (upside down bell) flower is silent.. nevertheless
its musical scent attracts the bees
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For His Cynthia God made Forsythia . she's first to bloom in the spring last to drop
her leaves in the fall
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Painters love flowers for their hues. Perfumers love blossoms for their smells. Bees other bees of bloom nectar tell. But Lady Bird loves cowslips for themselves.
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Niagara Falls: Two branches of the same river of God approach a cliff. Rocks cause the foes each other diametrically to oppose. As they roar
over its side, unhurt they emerge as one, some drops rising as mist to bless riparian trees.
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The sandalwood tree gives fragrance to the killing lumberman.
The pine in fire warms those who have slain her.
The cow gives calories, albeit toxic, to those who have murdered her.
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In Luke we are told "Her sins, which are many, are forgiven" What of the opposite... those who are the greatest forgivers? those who humble us all with their willingness to release the past? 360
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Beach footprints by high tide erased. Snow footprints by the sun melted away without a trace. With the pulling of the switch, metal filings are released. So do the forgiving melt transgressions.
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Like myriad snowflakes entering a tropical sea are the attacks of temporary foes upon your royalty.
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Embezzled heart, can you forgive the guzzling bee who has taken all your nectar? "He knew not what he did", young little bee.
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Long ago, his forgiving Lord turned his 30 pieces of silver to eternal gold.
The moon shattered silver into shards in the shallows and upon the seashore
But they've been gathered into One by the Resurrecting Morning Sun!
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The spouse saw his love entangled with another.... instantaneously demonic alchemy turned
love into hate for his lover. But slowly in time he let go... of the scarlet dye which had colored
the waters of his soul.
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When one can flow into his foe and witness his most bright soulglow
then love replaces the wavering of to and fro
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The tree's leaf plumes dangle with plums
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As the sun poured into her niches and naves and her coves and her caves Mother Earth cried "You violate me!" But weeks went by
and she spied April's apricot apron and apple blooms
and then she exclaimed "You violet me!"
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The river tarries not over the stones of karma. To seaward joyfully running is her destiny's dharma
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When the pond was smashed by his clenched fist..it became a cradle rocking for little fish.
Anger is the ore for lovegold.
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The frozen daggers of unforgiving icicles.. shine in the light but it is the orb of forgiveness
.. the miracle point at the tip where the icicle drips which most clearly reflects the sun
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Crocuses are blowing with the news..cows are crowing it and frogs are croaking it..
One most sacred place in Creation is the forgiving ground of Bosnian Serb & Croatian
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There are signs of the tide's inrush as the gulls come closer..as the sound of wavelave lapping brings peace.. and in the waters of the heart is a subtle seachange
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As two negatives when multiplied a positive make.. former foes who seek each others' good
cause miracles forth to break
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God looks on error as a mother looks on a toddler's fall* .. or on her 4 year old child's making mudballs or like the sun gazing upon sour fruit soon to be sweet*.. or upon a blow which releases water from ice freeze
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If you do now your heart unlock I promise in the future I will knock
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Does God look upon a broken vow as on a river not clinging to bough?
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Within the sheath are bright seeds containing future gold fields of corn
Just so grow joy's bright kernels inside the husks of cruel scorn
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The blue paint of the third eye cannot be chipped away..The blue eraser of the 3rd eye
cannot be overlaid. It cancels all mistakes of the past.. all dark portraits
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The seas do not record the weedcleaving swords of the unknowing oared.. nor does the heather neath highland mist seek to remember the heavy tread
which for wee moments crushed her violet head 380
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The river has changed in this second.....some of him has emptied into the sea.. some is being renewed by waterfalls in headwaters
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As a sword has the illusion it slices the sun's beams
so do the unforgiving have the illusion they have been harmed.
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Melt away now Valjean's pursuers, who had chased him through Parisian sewers.
Now he lets go litigious suers... for his soul and heart are newer
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She the sea.. receives red hot lava and transmutes it into green glass jewels.
She the listening compassionate ear turns anger into love.. with every word she hears.
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You cannot see how he is changing. He is a growing baby eagle with an unmoving shell
and within him does unseen the force of Godlove swell. He is water melting within
the towering iceberg spires He is coldform becoming formless through the touch of GodSunFire.
He is the April apricot leaf ready to unfold .. which will calyx the fruit as it turns to gold
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The clarified waters of Snowdrop Lake form from melted hexagonal snowflakes.
The heart unfrozen with new love flows as new soulspace does forgiving make.
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1st of the year snow had covered everything muffling harsh noises
softening ravine chasms with its silent anthems of peace.. its flags of quiet grace... Its visible amnesty, tangible absolution,.. muffling division.. resurrecting purity and forgiveness
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The sun came across an unreceptive clod who would not receive her beams.. She began to withhold 1 of her infinite rays from this dirtball..
but decided this was silly... and began to shine again.. universally in directions all.
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On the left, her haiku.. capsulized as
beautifully as any tiny nut in a shell..On the right, her seascapes...
infinite in their endless joy
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Humankind prefers vessels from which to sip infinity
... gobles from which to sup eternity.
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Is a swamp a pond.. in a state of despond?
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He placed no fence of pickets round his growing almond thicket
He wanted to give as freely as the sun and so he gave away almonds without tickets
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Concern for rubles or rupees, pounds or rubies, shillings or yen or farthings is from God's heart a far thing
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They thought the moon needed cloudwings to fly but the next night they
saw her soar alone in the sky.
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Herr heron no longer the freed herring hears

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Watching raindrop beads spark seeds into weeds..
Their rights were his creed.. and not what any other decreed
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One said that marriage is a tree.. do not break its boughs.
Another said: as a river flows beyond banks, the past's vows.. to the present bow..
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Spring melts snowflakes. Joy pops balloons. Roots burst the vase. Love breaks the cage.
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Dracula was free to think God's gladiolas gaudy.. and to run from
the morning luster.. of a seabubble cluster.
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Some like earthworms eat dirt and die. Others like caterpillars become butterflies.
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Bell tongs chime... bird flight time
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If there were left 1 sheet of Shakespeare's original words
perhaps Picasso would have it erased that he could ink up the easel space.
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Those who ordained that a fork goes to plateleft are the ones who use it as a
fleshspear. Their rules bind none.
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Free are the butterflies who as babies feasted on the leaves of
the trees round Cherry Blossom Bay 405
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A dragonfly on daffodil alights.. having donned a more dazzling dress as well as the gift of flight
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When God's green grows...it's rarely in rows....awry the rye rises...unruly the rose
Unruled the wind blows ...Unstraight... river flows...Unchained... fire glows...Rarely in rows.
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Sine nomine....with no signature does the apple tree freely give away all her fruit....
only a unique constellation of seeds her seal
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A constellation of Mt Shasta daisies.. untied themselves from their roots..
now these butterflies.. in freedom fly
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A sweet little pig, Alfred Beethoven....escaped with his life from the knives of a coven....Because God made him perfect with four hooves cloven..he is safe from Muslim Jewish and some Christian ovens.
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I choose not a campfire's sparks but the sun, not a puddle but the deep blue sea, not balloonjailed air but the wind and for my friend I choose thee.
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Criticizing someone who is heavily drinking is a summons which calls forth
the demon of the rumming.
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In forest glen lives Saint Len caring not for yen teaching love is zen.
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Shelter workers.. so patient.. for elephants in folding their tents.. take a little longer
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Oh Clara T.. a mind of perfect clarity.. heartfont of pouring charity
.. as in the woods of Cherokee.. grows allfruit giving cherry tree
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Kudzu, unthanked, hangs her tapestries.. on every telephone pole and happy tree.
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Fir sentinels stay and stand tall guarding the space where the waters fall.
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Santa's sleigh silhouettes the moon above sylvan framed snow.. the moon's silver slivers are everywhere
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The torch never diminishes its own fire.. when enkindling other torches through giving entire
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Watering apple trees in spring each act of charity returns amplified and summer
is in the fall applefied. 420
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She is a projected table rock in a waterfall.. always pouring out what she receives
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His mind does not bookkeep. His mind does not measure.
To give of heart treasure is his greatest pleasure.
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An overturned clamshell.. this slab of granite shelf This waterf/altar oer which
priest river pours himself....Poured out to all the amphitheatre below this offering of his sacred wine to his God and God's every creature shrine

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He attempted to live by ten tenets.. he tried to all to be tender, and never profit off of tenants
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Stocking Christmas window shelves for others and not for themselves seen by those outside
but not within the store are department store elves as anonymous acts of charity indivisible
are known to angels invisible more than to neighbors visible...
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Trickling time.. the tiptoeing tide in gifts silde which will abide neath the stars' shining ides
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They roll free in the mother peapod.. these green spheres.. these green pearls..
given freely by the Mother of all Peas and the Father of all Peace
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Wingless earthlings feed winged birds as the unliberated can advance the destiny
of the liberated and in doing so, our own.
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Inside the souls of all Chinese...children of Kwon Yin, the Divine Mother, a commitment fully to feed all the hungry..
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Evergiving, a world traveler, master artist, tennis player, faithful wife, mother, daughter, grandmother, out of love a dishwasher... there are too many petals to describe in the chrysanthemum of her soul.
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June 21st: .......night's requiem is warbled by the robin's reveille
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Each soul of God a ray Each with light He arrays Never does a single soul
forever goes astray.
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Cattails weave escape ladders for drowning bugs
while a friend's safety net of words.was enough to catch a falling star
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Snow silent swift...as skydown softly sifts.... and turns cloud
gifts... into earthblanket drifts.
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Through the silent night...miracles we did not see
.. icebergs of resistance slipped into the sea
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Do rain arrows come from the rain bow?
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As angels' inspiration descends it becomes clad in words.
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The low guru river from afar is invisible but its green line of disciple willows is visible
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The woodpecker was able to make in the tree a nave.. but only the sea's waves can carve sea caves
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Jesus said to 'consider the lilies of the field.. they toil not nor spin'. It is the sun which had them spun. 460
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The limehued silk of the corn.. each strand wand catches the dew of the morn.
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At the end of the season cornfields are downmown
The raintree remains alone secure in his throne.
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As the river roared through the granite chute, it
fell onto 7 granite bowls...7 pools below 7 falls..
as shakti flows into the crown and then every other chakra
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In earth's theatre, waiting in the wings as he slowly sheds his angel's wings
sacrificing freedom, a great soul.. becomes a lovechild God you to bring
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The raindrop slides down the lily leaves, taking none of the jade from their green sleeves
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To parched peach tree roots unbidden come silent streams.. underground, hidden
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Almighty is He who ignited the luster in each and every graped cluster.*
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He had an MBA degree and degree by degree overcome by greed he had become
Legree'd. Yet one sudden day he saw.... that he and God were We'd.
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Rainblessed, afoot! is a root.. the ailanthus grown a foot!
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The sun has melted winter fields frozen...while spreading His rays oer beloved Aaron Rosen All Beings His chosen
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Into the stream fell a samara shower, a flotilla of lifeboats in time for the struggling bug
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It is good luck to feed birds in flight that they need not slow down nor alight
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The Grace rain follows dry river bed hollows.
Soon are new shallows.. then deeps do all hallow
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A gathering of grey cloud mass.. communion rain for animals birds bugs trees and grass
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As desert shadows are more defined than those of the woods
so the separation between good and evil is greater there
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Raincloud flotilla, float not idly by, but rend yourself with lightning... that your grace fall from the sky
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Past life lessons became whispers which turned to buttons keeping my clothes on me.
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Though a seeming physical impossibility, the ark of each heart
contains every creature. Some do not yet know it.
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The sea assails the small schiff sails but by God's grace the boat prevails
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God is a nighttrain Who quietly rolls us out of 'the shadows of the valley of death'
as we sleep in one of His infinite laps 480
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As his light, sun spills into corn's kernel cells...As the bees' gathered amber is poured into hive chambers...so does God's grace...fill mind's gridlace
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A sailor in his cups walks along the pier and falls off.. the cold water returns him to sanity
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A dog is so cheaply bought.. He sells his heart
for all eternity for a handful of popcorn
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Birds chirp and cheep above the school chapel, for Chips
no longer serves chops to the chaps.
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Tiny wisps, the many teats on the grey cloud..
who nurses the trees as she passes out of form.
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Every day at six heures we thank God for enkindling Cesar
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Winter when God's unseen gift of breath becomes visible.
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A heavy storm... squirrels thankful.. for pine cones have landed..
near their laps
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The Franciscan friar ate no friers and thus made the fellow fliers more safe from fire
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Sunrise is apple fall
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To God's muses we are the peons. It is they who whisper delightful paeans. Their thoughts arrive so subtly ... to Rebecca, Luke, Jack and Ian
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Knowing Joe, Alexandra, Dmitry, Irene and Paula and Nicholas and Constantine
we say "How holy and generous are the Greeks bearing gifts"
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As when the rain jewels the jade pine's lace and a poststorm wind releases
her shower of grace....so when the healer touches with love one who is auffering
this sometimes releases a quiet tearfall
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Neighbors said the little dog had been dumped 2 days before on Howe Road. He waited 48 hours by the telephone pole for his family to return.
With each passing car one thousand times his heart rose and fell until he learned how not to feel. He was adopted. The tendrils of trust
grew slowly... It took a long time for his heart to heal but he is now happier .. than ever before.
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Cunningham Falls: It splashed It rippled It sheetglassed It soared It babbled It seeped and it soaped and it roared.
It pooled ..cascaded It gurgled seatoward but at its purest was bubbleless white foamless as Soundless it poured.
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When the suffering sound of others' tears falls into his chaliced ears..
he alchemizes them into cheer
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He was a vegan on plane bus and Amtrak. He knew he'd be free of ecoli and anthrax.
and he'd experience no appendicitis attacks while saving animals from the axe.
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Jesus and sunrays charge not payment for the healing touch of their raiment
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Angel stirred Bethesda's poolwaters healed because they never rejected any sent to them by God. Once a year the waters were stirred. Jesus had no such limitation.

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The heaviest fruit grows on pumpkin vines in horizontal and not vertical
lines... Near the ground the humble and prolific
their green umbilical cords entwine
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Do not dismiss the puddle. She can transmit the light of the blazing sun.
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"The meek shall inherit the earth." The meeker eventually inherit heaven where they live with the Maker of Meekers and of all Miracles.
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The humble rain rejected by the hard tree trunk.. entered through the dirt .. putting on his
nutcolored clothes.. and into the root seeped and up into the heart of the tree.
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He is not a Luciferian pastor who prefers to be the boss and master. He cares not for domination nor for denomination.. Nor does he engage in demonization
He is content to wash others' feet 504
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Near the sea the Mississippi's path is lowly. He flows with power.. he flows slowly.
Every drop he carries and his way... are holy. He is ready to give to God the Sea.... wholly
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It is the pumpkin vine in the dirt and meek who the waters of the creek did seek
From her the greatest cornucopia forth from earth did break.
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He once hit the waters of the Pacific with his fist.. wisdom then made
him a pacifist.
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She no longer feels sad that her body is bound by gravity .. as she
wings the hearts of millions.
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Icicle rows dripping in the light.. lines of exclamation
points!!!!!translucent with sun joy
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Spring willow streamers... the tree cheerleads the birds in branch bleachers
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Into shards the dreams have shattered.. the pain in the dream... has not mattered.
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From the chalice of his heart I drink love and joy. It is the only draught which quenches my soulthirst.
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The sight of him! long needles of light knit.. of a sudden weaving wings for my heart!
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As the pure bright mirror transmits the morning sun
we need not understand God.. but only pass God on
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The morning birds' melodies.. the woodpecker does counterpoint
How is it that his ceaseless drill... shatters the barriers to peace?
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Around the corner from the flesh food coroners, August field's coronation of a cornucopia of cornstarred cobs and (soon) cones of pine
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Laundry dances in the wind on the clothesline... empty scarecrows...of whom no bird is frightened
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The fields are filled with crystal balls of morning dew, each revealing your destiny: the morning sun
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Spring rains raise the wells Every one does upwell. merging as they overspill! A
new joy river they do swell.
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Saddened by the plaintive sounds of the mourning dove,
he decided to be silent or cheerful when he spoke. 520
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Feared lightning became the silver lining of the cloud of good change.
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Water spiders, skaters ..gliders, blissdarting shooting stars without external guiders
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October when each leaf is a stained glass aperture in the cathedrol of autumnal light
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Squirrels spiral up the church spires and down again to the spirea
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Alighting and taking off from the tiger lilies and phlox and sunflowers are hummingbirds and butterflies and bees,with no air controllers and no accidents.
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Sunwands turn rain droplets into blackberry drupelets as enkindled okra seeds acknowledge heliocracy.
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White morning glories translucent in the sun..bloom fabric stretched on its ribs like Japanese
rice paper lanterns shining with light
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As a shaft of light sweeps down a sootfilled chimney is God's delight available to all.
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When the couple midnight swam in the quarry, waving were the skies' reflections starry.***
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The ice sculpture fish has melted into his waters of completion.
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Melted the ice sculpture quince.. and flowed into roots.. swelling new quince.
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The sun is always overjoyed. Only Draculas his rays avoid. Only demons his rays annoyed
as with rays he fills night's void
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Magpies to starlings opine in the woods of pine. No matter their politics...their joy is divine
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Is the etymology of 'edify' that people knew hilarious Ed? Do merging rivers eddy..giddy about Ed?
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During rain or after sunset, sunflowers have their heads down.. but mostly they keep their sunnier sides up
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Every evening in the eaves birds are singing songs of Eve
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First came her lightning..then her rain first her humor with kindness in its train First the baptism by fire and then water's laving. First Uranus.. the way for Neptune paving
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His cat watches on the window tv his favorite movie: "Flitting Birds and Crouching Squirrels".
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Where they walk, in their wake, blooms suddenly burst awake. Stars give birth to baby stars.
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Perhaps the brambles, briars and wide brooks are to the barrister a barrier
but his Spirit beyond all bounds is always victory's carrier 540
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A little birdie flew overhead a traffic light of green and red. From her diagonal point of view she saw both crimson and lime hue. Obey traffic rules? Birdies need not. Masters listen only to the inner voice of God.
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The bee does not fly with honey on his wings.. matter is irrelevant where the spirit rings
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As mater births son, so all matter eventually brings forth Spirit
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To fight trophy hunters the hippos formed
an hippocracy. They work to end slaughter and lawmakers' hypocrisy.
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Legal statutes are frozen statues.. not the liquid law of love
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Birds don't worry about jaywalking.. as they go jayflying
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Arrayed against all the darkest night With all the arms and secrets and might
comes a rippling ribbon of dawning slight.. an omnipotent band of breaking light
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Not the will's resistance to surrender to God, but the Spirit's desire to flow into Love, as a stream merges with a river and the river with the sea
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No living animals allowed in the diner...only their dead forms on which to dine. There are no bare feet where people eat...only cadavers...corpses called meat.
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The morning sun rising on the eastern horizon blinded the viewing of the red and
green traffic lights.. as a direct connection to God's light overrides earth ideas of wrong and right
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Each flowering grass pillar had curved from the weight of its little lime caterpillar
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God the Divine Alchemist makes mangoes from the morning mist
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Om, the jewel in the lotus rests as kunda bloom pearls in petal snows rest
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The sun does his rays dispatch to the blueberry and the pumpkin patch.
He does gold peppers mint by the sweet jade peppermint.
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Clouds unfold, waves unrolled, grape leaves unscrolled, horses foaled, phlox flags unfurled.. all's right with the world
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The odds are 1 in 64 to have 6 boys and nary a girl, but if God ordains otherwise, the odds are 1 in 1 to have 6 boys and nary a girl.
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The Spirit conceives blueprints... one seeddream became trees of quince
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Twenty four hours usher in the New Year in a sacred candlelight procession. Eastern dawns break while Western midnights
join the invincible progression. To the gathering might of the new
and the power of resurrection...each being in each point of the globe
make sublime profession.
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Radiovoice comes in at night as through the window
streams starlight.. uplifting as the boat which pops
oer the horizon into sight.
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It is each heart-mind which decides how strong or nonexistent
are the rings of saturn. 560
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Is fickle Cupid the most prolific of all muses of poetry?
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Atop the sea light glitters. Neath the sea light glimmers.
Sometimes his love for her shouts. Sometimes it quietly shimmers.
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The stars each and every ...sparkle in revelry
while the moon continues her sunward reverie
awaiting his herald: the cock's dawn reveille
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Two freedom loving tumbleweeds blown together these windwed weeds
wended ever after as one through the winding ways of life
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Two roses dwelt above.. the very sharpest thorns. So high they
swayed in morning light their petaled fleece was never shorn
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Love is the sun..it can be covered with the shroud of a grey or white cloud
but it can never be killed or scotched or cowed
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She said it was more flexible to be polymated and bisexual. Her heart unripe
not yet ready to care that around him in shards lay his shattered heart
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As he sat across from a beautiful young blonde woman..suddenly he had a vision of her in her past life.. a centenarian man ready to die.. It was a maya lustbuster
For he'd been attracted not to her soul but her exterior luster.
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Sometimes as she wingwheels in the vaults of heaven the hawksquaw makes hawk squawks
.. but more often she is beyond the divisiveness of sound in the sacred silence of skyseas.
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From 2 dynasties of love they merge into a destiny of love
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Dusk sun at their backs. Its long shadow makes their 2 silhouettes one.
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I want to go to God on the road of you.
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Within the shrine of his soul, I kneel before the heart of my Beloved.
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In the hive of my heart, unstolen from any bees, is stored infinite love for you
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Ten thousand acorns don't equal one millenial oak.
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The leaves of the birch stay green longer in the fall... but the pine tree is the greenest of
them all
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She is a centenarian apple tree yearly producing more fruit She is a train.. each day
attracting more cars for her route.. She is a river ingathering each stream as she flows to the sea. With her every hour she wields more power
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Touch parents while they can know the touch, and trees before they lose their leaves.
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The cloud balloons were pierced by church steeples.. soon they's be ready to drop their grace on the people
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Snow silent swift as skydown sprinkle sifts and turns cloud gifts into earth blanket drifts.
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God has in mercy clipped a scene from His starscript.
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Each of us wears an invisible garland of skulls.. for all the souls we have in this or other lives killed, injured, consumed, neglected, for all those beings whose hearts we have hurt. God's mercy sometimes
instantly, sometimes through centuries, turns all the skulls to jewels.
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Because James Coburn was a Buddhist he was never a fast foodist.. The gentle man donned villains' robes and made people cry but in reality he would not harm a human bird or fly
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Wishes start as tender tendrils, yet as the oak's wood hardens, so do desires, sometimes blocking Spirit's fire.
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To God the sportsman surrendered his mallet the politician surrendered her ballot the artist surrendered his palate the cripple surrendered his pallet. And God handed back each .. multiplied by divine power. 585
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Hurricane Kate forced proud palms to padnamasakar* the humble ocean. Because she the sea everywhere has feet it's not hard for them to show their devotion (padnamaskar: touching the feet of the spiritual teacher)
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They called the weathervane a scattered birdbrain because the Wind Of Spirit moved her in His train
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How did the sweet rain transubstantiate to juice of pear?
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You dwell where dreams immortal are ushered through materializing portals
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When day's azure blues become eve's purple hues then violets are not blue.
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That flourish the forget me nots God fastens roots to stems with knots
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We want all others to love him because we love him.
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The large mango seed makes an orchard mangotreed,
but the tiny acorn unfurls into much larger and thicker groves.
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Now the Red Sea of clover is Bee-cloven But back to Queen Lover flies bee Beethoven
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Devoured by silkworms are jade mulberry leaves
... silkworms boiled alive for silk sleeves
.. worms and leaves.. for Spirit their bodies leave
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Birds sing the anthems of Spring. The faithful wind flaps the flower flags.
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Gold centered pink daisies.. their buds little balls of
pink yarn.. used to weave the pink clouds of the rising sun
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polymorphous water.. reborn as rain ice snow fog and mist
dew puddles brooklets
ponds, lakes, bays, rivers, foam, spray, seas
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What is the shape of thunder? a cloud?
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How amazing that Goddesigned slices of limes and lemons hold each
limedrop or lemondrop
jewel in its chamber until it is squeezed. Some of God's
gifts await in the wings just the slightest effort on our part. 600
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The bubble bursts into seaspray.. and then lifts off on solar rays
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If God made too lovely the cocoon, would the caterpillar
want to leave his room?
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Toads hop up the tree's toadstool stairway, and at its crown are by unconditional love..kissed into kings. Caterpillars creeping crawl along ivy creepers..soon they'll be loveglove
cocooned.. that they might have wings.
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As she began to focus on the grace rather than the pain, each little scar\ turned to miracle star
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The lightning only seemed to bisect the rainbow.. instead his foil magnified her beauty
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My cocoon is woven of threads of desire but the desireless butterfly will break forth to sunfire
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In one life she was Polyanna... in another, wed to polyandry, in a third PaliAnish.
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As the ears of crickets are near their knees
so those God-surrendered hear angels in the breeze.
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Angels leave miracles in the large sized begging bowls of dumpsters.
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Unencumbered the vine of cucumber climbs dead branch umber
pouring forth tendrils of trust while others slumber.
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The mind is a radio dispatcher which through prayer sends angels
to those in need. Yet her heart.. need do nothing at all..
the angels respond.. to her unspoken calls.
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At Blossom when they play martial music,..flowers are surprised
for God does not arm blooms.
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The wind reminded a tree ...the Indian Cigar on the heath
in total giving to bequeath..... to the little ones crawling beneath.....
a subtly fragrant blossom wreath.
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Raise the blind.. the room floods with light Plug in the lamp.. gone the night. Light the cotton.. it's gone in fire. God's mercy does fill every desire
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Round wonders flow from the tip of a magic wand.
Spherical music flows from the top of a baton.
A world of talk flows from the metal of a plug.
Angels pay back infinitely.... kindness to a bug.
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He thought 'it's just another water mirage'.. but it was the water mirror
of the rising sun.. in her reflections creating miracles
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The bee named Hector... needs no visible lector ....to read him the sector where blooms of great nectar.... pour forth fragrant vectors
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The spiritually handicapped .....need access ramps for easier entry into heaven
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From the Maker's majesty manifest myriad mangoes
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Because in God her taproot is grounded ....with love for all she does upwell....and so each of her heart's desire fruits....on her soul tree in satiety swells. 620
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God's highlighted synchronicities.....often come in threes..... trinities of simplicity
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When attacks come to auras spherical .....which transmute all to spiritual weapons boomerang upon the senders. This is spiritual physics, of laws of miracles
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With the sun's grace and of mist just a trace
the spruce ravels green lace out of pure aqua space
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What a wonder to see.. on the very same tree..
fresh blooms of youth and wise sweet fruit.
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We too can turn water into unfermented purple wine
by watering often our allgiving grape vines.
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Every sea is a Red Sea cleaving.. parting for Moses with his sailclad clipper All he need do is embark
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The sweetest grapes grow on oldest vines
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He who spun the sun.. the one which spins peaches... every one
He who weaves the waves He who holds every drop of all rivers
will carry us all back to the land of love.
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Over the threshold.....comes sun's freshgold Through the portal....spills his light immortal
In through the door.....Sol's firepour Wide now the gate..for destiny's date.
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Miracle points: The lion skull in the desert shelters a bee hive. Sea water through the aeons
has made of rock a rookery. Suffering has carved new caves in the heart.
In Tara's empty space miracles take place.
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Like falling rain oer lilyleaf tripped Like pure moon into bright cloud slipped
Like setting sun into calm sea dipped did Jesus' soul come to Mary.
Like communion chalice sipped Like the river oer fallsbrim lipped
Like dewdrop out of buttercup dripped was Jesus' soul born of Mary.
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God the artist can totally change his oil paintings faster than a star's twinkling... faster than clouds moon-winking
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Who turned the CAT in caterpillar to the FLY in butterfly?
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Friends with humor can melt away tumors ... of babyboomers
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He has rescued so many animals, his ark would have sunk
long ago... but divine grace keeps afloat his sanctuary boat.
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The mathematics of masters is that they need no mammon, no medium of money
to make and manifest their multiplying magnifying miracles. Their hearts summon manna.
Their souls grow mangoes.
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Rock carving rivers over time are trapped by their own liquid chisels.
God the Sculptor has often changed their and our courses.
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God can a pear impeach in a tree of peach and cherries entwine on old grape vines
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Nataraj did prayers answer and He healed the invasive cancer... now she's once again a dancer 640
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The full moon poured pitcher after pitcher of coconut milk into the sea..
and the sea.....she silvered it all.
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The full moon opalescent.. has lost weight.. is now a crescent
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A queen wears stolen crown jewels shining bright heisted from India.They glow in the light. The moon thief has also taken light.
She does herself array in sun owned rays.
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You are the nectar the hummingbird the clover. You are the bloom, the bee, the Oerhoverer. You are the beloved the Love and the Lover.
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Our hearts leapt each night when he walked in the door.. Sunset was our second sunrise.
Since he has left we have missed him every hour. Our earth sunset
will be Reunion's sunrise.
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Eve angel does not evangelize. Mystic power flows from the lovelight in her eyes.
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A tree stormbent horizontal.. had 7 parallel branches growing
straight up... like a parent who sacrificed for her children
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Saints know the love of 1000 followers does not equal the love of God.. Many mothers know the love of many biological or adopted children does not equal that of the beloved husband
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Only the most nurturing and empathic could help a cat live happily for 23 years.
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The silver rule: to do some good for others. The golden rule.. to love others as we love ourselves. Some rare ones follow the diamond rule..
they silently love their families more than themselves.
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Unlike the queen bee who stayed in 1 place because her wings were clipped by honey thieves, the mother bird stayed during the forest fire because her babies could not fly.
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In spring he took them on Mayrides. In summer he took them on Dayrides.
In the fall he gave them hayrides. In winter he took them on sleighrides.
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Many mothers and every tree are statues of nonliberty .. rooted by their love
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En and Em make verbs from nouns as in enjoy and in embark Love too moves verbs
from confined nouns as it gives the rooted the wings of the lark.
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As a youth he read only poetry, a bee supping only on nectar, an angel sipping ambrosia.
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Hexagonal are honeycombs and snowflakes
and the columns in the Giant's Causeway that basalt makes
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April south wind stirs October leaves of red into a mobile with no visible threads
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Unlike a freshman's trunk, overpacked, clothes spilling out,
the epigrams of Gore Vidal... have a world in few words.
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River carved Grand Canyon.. neither captured by a master's oils or a child's crayons
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Frogs croaking, raindrops softly dropping, woodpecker sculpting, lark singing... in perfect
harmony.... the symphony of God 660
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The wind's fingers stroke the tree harp and the tree's green fingers in turn stroke the wind.
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God's creations: the notes of Mozart and John Moats' heart
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The enraptured woodpecker raps his rhapsodies, in the apple trees and not the bush of raspberries
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This master of jazz is Mine, said the Lord of all Jasmine
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Like a green river valley is each of her poems. Strung together by the river, the nonviolent garland... takes us to the sea.
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The sun strikes the icicle wands and they flow into flowers. The sun sparks the icicle batons
making the music of melting asterisking them with miracle drops
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The applause for Pavarotti.. is as beautiful as his voice..
for it is the sound of many hearts beating as one each sending love through his hands.
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Like bells on a sleigh harness are white pepper seeds strung
in the inner chambers of the jade belltower.
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The bird orchestra has retired for the evening.. Later crickets leave off their chorus
But still the treefrogs played tirelessly for us
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The ornithologist described the lark's 'plain appearance'. It was not
his fickle eyes but the ears of all who waited for her song.
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When the night is most still then the nightingale's trill spontaneously spills
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For discarded faithful animals the slaughter auctions at the camel lot are no gracious Camelot
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The present's fleecy cloud wrapping is removed revealing
the jewel Sun streaming His own ribbons.
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Treeharps play without strings... nightingales begin to sing...bees forego their weapon stings... ..squirrels leap and twirl and swing.... drawn by hidden sacred spring
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With discipline they queue before dawn cue
tuning their orchestra slowly..to sing to me and to you..
the note choir gathers sunfire.. as they sing anthems of bird joy without surcease
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The sun does not preach as he the peach tree does impeach
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*Some Muslims believe all else are infidels. Some Christians think all else are going to hell. Some Jews teach that one is only chosen if born a Jew. Some Hindus write there is liberation only for Hindus. Some Adventists think they're the only elect. Some atheists think they're the most select. God loves all equally as the sun pours forth his rays equally in all directions, Among all, only the size of the opening to the God who indwells all, differs.
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The preacher was saved from a sermonizing against 'the london derriere' when someone
whispered to him it was 'The Londonderry Air'
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Harrison machinegunned the stars.. but starlight kept glowing
He gave a second meaning to 'shooting stars' as his own star continued to climb. 680
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Why do I mind more the unripeness in others and me than I mind the green fruit on a giving tree? Not until God's appointed hour will fruit become beesweet
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A child's cries in the store disappear with a cruel parent walking him out the door
but ....the cries remain in the heart
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Humane slaughter.. an oxymoron.. from those who don't
know.. oxen aren't morons
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As small flowers bloom at the tips of glaciers so do
unlucky children survive around cold parents.
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Crocodiles shed crocodile tears which blend invisiblly with riverdrops
when they are underwater. They cry perhaps when they are hunted.
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Margaret, when we see the Pieta, we think of you. But the
frozen marble of pain has turned to rising joy.
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The ice does not in pain scream when in the sun he melts into stream nor does he scream when he climbs into spiraling steam.
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We need rain to make a rainbow...through drops goes the glow
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His palate of pastels says "goodbye to dark hell"
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As Peter Sellers playing Dr Strangelove would with his left arm keep lowering his right arm's heil..so did the media paid pawns of the plutocracy occasionally forget to hide the strings
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He left unmolesteed the cherrystone clams and all other eaten animals and fishes.
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Jonathon Cherryseed cherishes the hard cherrystones, the pits inside crimson cherries,
the chariots of new cheery cherry trees who with boundless charity give away all their cherries.
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God answers and unfolds all from time's yarn ball
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Melting are the ice towers of Babel into the streams with their cheerful babble
and their iridescent rapids-born bubbles...They flow on unscrolling their Bibles of universal redemption.
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There is no crucifixion for the rivers flowing to the sea. Waterfalls
are a joyful experience for the pure waters of Spirit.
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Mother bird, why worry. Don't scurry. Don't hurry. No flurry.
Your babies... they are safe.
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Birds sit watching from the theatre's brick parapets waiting for popcorn eaters to
finish and feed them the rest
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Why do doctors call their customers 'patients'? Is it to obscure the financial arrangement of 'clients' and the many hours wasted in waiting rooms for overbooked appointments?
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Before the dandelions gold have their tents unrolled the black umbrellas must unfold
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To all beings manifests the manifold manna of the mango tree gently and
gradually... Some rest as gifts in high grass baskets
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He was alive because on that atom bomb day in Niigata the skies were gray *
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Those who tried to colonize Vietnam
have written on water. 700
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61 died that day in the 1st infantry in Vietnam. Rows of bodybags, the
fruit of war.. drying in noonday sun.
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Oh God to You we give thanks... that in time Polish horses... defeat
Nazi tanks
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How many have been blinded burned bombed or blown apart
by Hitler, Churchill, puppet presidents or Bonaparte?
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Weary worker ants rest on moss pillows grown by the ****willows while a
family of ducks floats on lake billows
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Pansies fringe the rusting panzers
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As the unchanging blue waters of the lake reflect
the gold, crimson, pink and saffron of the changing fall
so the peaceful soul absorbs the ups and downs of those
in crisis in answer to God's call
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Above a battle dark smokegrey and bloodcrimson in surprise
and silent contrast break pastels from the palate of sunrise.
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The fruit tree groves of life randomly grow
but Arlington's deathbloom graves... are set in rows
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a deep pool at every waterfall base
.. postcrisis waters of God's resting grace
Shakti has become shanti. Power has become peace
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God is rearranging the stars into a special script for you...
a fortune cookie strip of joy. a secret message, a puzzle
solution.
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There are the stars of purple framed night
streaming peace, pouring light
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Some call war profiteer cartels
'the US' but we the people of America
from Sacramento to Schenectady
reject such lying syndecdoches
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Those who wend their way on the opposite
side of the road are not our foes. Each stays within the
lines as peace on both sides goes.
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One has to choose between bomber pilots' wings and the whirring help of angel wings
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As many like holy Uri Geller can with mindpower bend metal
so prayer and positive thought can defuse and melt weapons.
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Downward falsified: war's casualty statistics ... truth raped by aims sadistic
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Divine Mother Kwon Yin sometimes veils her beauty
that it not create fear in her children.. fear to approach her
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The wind lullabies the lilac looms and fireflies
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The storm was full of menacing dark clouds.. hard cold rain..treecleaving lightning ..
now it is over and in the twilight 3 rainbarrels brimful of rain.. shimmer in the starlit peace.
Atop them lattices of fallen leafy branch .. lifeboats for any country mice.
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Beneath the morning star jewel.. arrive arrayed in gold the beams of dawn..
and though their swordshafts appear each other to pierce.. with crossfire and conflicting dreams
.. because they are made of light, they merge 720
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When children are cremated by bombing their bodies' ashes require no enbalming
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These innocent children of the poor.. now soldiers with the whole world on their exploited shoulders.. some of whom need to be resoldered
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Nonviolent is the violet light which wakes us from the sleep of night. Gently comes the dawn's twilight each step taken oh so slight.
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Worse than pedophiles is pedocide, abstractly bombing children from Florida computers
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If a biologist teaches dissection is he a necrologist...
desensitizing teens to cruelty and killing, funneling them into
careers of animal carving, vivisection
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Above, heaven's fields are a flaming flamingo feather pink while below palm trees'
flaming fronds fall set with people and animals on fire by bombs
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a barberry bush with saffron leaves..... on its branches hang rows of crimson raindrops...
as if the bombing raids of the distant war had rained blood here
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He was not drafted to warships but summoned to worship.. not to soldiers' gassing
by 'friendly fire' but called to the Higher Fire
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Waves scalloped shield the scallops. Blue lips and cherrystones
hide protected by Neptune's throne.
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In the Party Green welcome are all shades of Green except for the green in the burger's gangrene
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He ends the blood of unjust wars. Red is his peaceward passion. He works to end all suffering.
Blue is his deep compassion. He always shows silent serenity. White is his shadeless dispassion.
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Willow branch fingers trace in the pond painting the water.. sunset gold
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As fog fragments and imagination's figments
swell trees and do new figs mint,
so every good wish is answered by God...
(yet 'the chains of gold bind as much as the chains of iron')
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Where aqua sky meets deep blue sea, the hearth of the
orange sun was in the west. Through the night miraculously
the entire fireplace was moved to the east, as resistant
thoughts can join winners between dusk and dawn.
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Rotting fruit contains living seeds which shelter infinite
orchards.
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Bright sunwands as they unfurl cause the chrysanthemum to uncurl
.. so cause loverays unbidden to ope heartchambers long hidden
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Because the water trough has several leaks
the apples on the tree nearby have rosier cheeks\
and Look! how have grown the lovely lilacs
because the roof does leak
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Santa may have 1 sleigh, but Abba's sleighs are infinite..
endless is the pouring of their gifts.
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It was not a peace officer's rooflight but the sun flashing
hello in the rear view mirror, saying the past of everyone
is holy.
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The mosquito was trying to be like the bee who avoided all blood including
A or B positive as he buzzed around being positive 740
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A patch of moss moose-marred ...where
the rain pooled in his print, mice make merry .. before
mirroring the Evening Star
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The darkest before the dawn does the dew create
and rests the dormant doorman.
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The cornucopia within cornstarred cobs and cones of pine
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Out of great Nought, visualizing thought, electric blue prints
have for each wrought what she or he sought
.. what she or he sought...turning to 'be' from every 'ought'
(to the Kinneys of Korea and other points)
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Every raindrop is a crystal ball
foretelling thoughts of perfect rainfall.
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Electrically thoughts magnetize matter's tiny particles
as the skeleton of a sunken ship attracts barnacles.
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The break of day! The crack of dawn! Look not at night's
shellshards but at the newbird sun!
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What her omnipotent heart ordained, her obedient will obtained.
(to the mother of S B Everett and J Brunner)
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When comes eternal noon? When soul turns around each no to on.
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Rising waters in a quarry.. fill every niche and nave..
Spirit's rising waters grant each desire in heart cave.
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A single silent green light empowered a line of awesome truck might. A single
band of pink dawning light
pushed back the entire greyblanket of night.
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Can one brake the break of day? Can one brook the coming dawn?
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When the pond was smashed by his clenched fist.. it became a cradle rocking for the little fish God transmutes anger into love
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Sun rays weave Out of eternal ethers.... into purple heather ... as tiny thought feathers... become love's tethers.. melding 2 together
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We are chambered nautili.. in each new life in more spacious chambers we lie..
until we return to God... by and by
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As rainarrows are released before the rain bow appears, thoughts precede action.
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As God is infinite, universal, unconditional, perfect Love, all beings are written into The Book of Life.
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Every mature tree from twig to root yearns to be home for flocks of birdfruit.
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In the mountains...God has massed his thunder. Belief can hasten the power's breaking asunder.
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You can reshuffle the deck of fate anytime. You can multiply the aces you are given..infinitely. 760
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Peapicking, pecan pecking plum plucking, pear pickpocketing squirrel
packs his loot in his cheeks
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Only a tiny line of blue says the sea is on the horizon. Only a tiny line of pink says the sun is about to be rising. Only a raindrop on a leaf but it reflects many stars.
Only a smile on the face sparks timely grace
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The despised weed ..the rejected wallflower ..the most shaded place
Job seemingly God-abandoned... the ugly duckling ..reindeer Rudolph before the foggy night
but now the square moves to trine and materializing dreams do them entwine
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Blue spruce spires... their steeples point to blue star fire
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Out of the sea the sun aborning Not adorned but all adorning
With His awesome light of morning Says to you "Come! My Mavoorning!" (to Ethel Lynch)
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O God Dweller in the Heart of Every Being, release now and forever the joy latent in all
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Jack in the Pulpit has taken up silence.. to his new sermon none said
'ahem' ...many said 'amen'...
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Pen chisel carves tunnel out of feelings' mine cavein
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God and humans both know of love unreturned. The difference is: about this God is unconcerned.
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Held the dew the concave butternut better than the convex buttercup
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From all eyes shines God's light ... from every human, bird, fish and mite
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The mind of a genius is a sky piled high with lightning forked thunderclouds.
The desireless mind of a master is blue with nary a cloud.
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She was not forced to walk the plank into the ocean of her Self ... she was ready to dive in
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Deity winds blow into the Lungs, the Temple of Breath
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Sipping from a teacup he mulled over the day's deeds ... from a teacup brewed from red clover seeds
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Trees of January like Job continue to lift their arms in prayer
though they are powerless, unable to speak or move, their leaves stolen.
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He took off his boots, but still the discalced elephant
caused harm and so he decided to meditate in the pond.
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As a telescope turns the pinprick of light into the jewel of Jupiter, meditation gives tangible proximity to God who indwells all
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He feared when he died he would slide to hell down a slippery funnel but God told him he'd rise to him... through a lightfilled tunnel 780
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The bees' buzzing omkar to blooming little stars
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One thought Britannia once ruled the waves. Another thought: India rules the quiet depths.
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The sun does nothing but meditate.. yet flow his rays in 360 cubed ways. He is focused on one point, but his energy transforms..all points.
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As he saw.. his fears were allayed..for there was the sun
in mornlight arrayed.. there were the trees with springblooms sprayed....answered were the prayers.. that he had prayed
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Sunrise does night shadows shatter.. for all sre Spirit
not their bodies' matter
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Knowing that if he took any more animals in his ark would
sink, he began to pray.
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Flowers don't chase bees. It is to the safe meditator at the treebase and not to the hunter that
the shy deer comes. Her serene quiet heart magnet.. like a crystal ball
invokes the form she desires.
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As rivers slowly deposit their sands in the sea... and suddenly there is a new sandbar..
so God's angels stream slowly into our minds.. suddenly a complete vision appears
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Faster than God answers when His Name is invoked are His
responses to cries of agony whether silent or sounded.
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Dreams are messages in a bottle washed upon our shores from the ocean of God. They are script of the night seeded by angels.
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Is it easier for meditaters to focus on a form than on the void?
How can one pinpoint infinity?
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They tangle the edge of the river with vines", to me in meditation said the Divine... not meaning that one should walls de-vine... but attachment reduces the current of shakti He reminds.
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Not in the morning (mourning) pond does the Lion wash his blood", He said to writer in meditation. So many meanings of this koan... one of which was that the evening pond, pink with the glow of the setting sun, does not reflect the blood on the lion's muzzle. Listeners should see only the divine in others.
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The dawn is dewing. The awakened, doing. The bee is beeing. The yogi, being.
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A willow grows by living waters but a lotus lily is by them surrounded
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As the branchweave is a grid through which we see the sky
so does the mindgrid the One reality distort and divide
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Only God is God fullblown. The rest are God in bud.
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Visualizing gentle weather... billions together.. humanity becoming one bird flock moving together
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When someone projects negativity , it's as if
a painter invaded his victim's home and painted that ones kitchen black.
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She came across a mirror crying and she did ask him why..
he paused.. and then..this was his reply:
the warrior says I'm violent The courtesan that i'm a ****
The little boy: I'm immature.. The overweight.. likes not my gut
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Onto us God's projection of His own perfection
melts away our thoughts of rejection.
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Younger souls project darkness onto what old souls do
as waters reflect in darker hues, the aqua of sky blue 800
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Some people are Mirror Lake, sparkling in the sun's reflection.
But don't dive in... for there are hidden sharp projections.
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One cannot add enough antibiotic powder to make safe coprophagous clams' chowder
To abstain from eating beings of the main is safest in the main
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The flame of both lard candles and pure ones can transmit fire... and glow with spirit light.
Nevertheless he bought only pure ones..... because pigs and cows have rights.
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Among nature's purifiers are wind, water, earth, and pure fire
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John Kennedy wanted a Mercury mission, but not mercury emissions
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The health department establishment tell us to wash our hands frequently...
yet re the filth of eating animal cadavers... they're on a silent frequency
*
As one honking horn disturbs hundreds of ears, so one angry word shatters peace into pieces.
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Dawn's breaking quiet begets bees' buzzing riot.
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Three quiets merge.. the silent snowsift.. night's fall swift and the stillness of the wilderness
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God has said to revile none.. rather to revel as He God as Love indwelling each reveals
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Raindrop circles expand in the pond.. echoes of the silent splash
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Yogis sometimes roll up the red carpet of welcome, the speaking tongue.
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Bright orange trumpet flowers grow like clapperless bells.. as saffron clad monks prefer silence
*
The boat leaves foam wake. The canoe, ripples. But geese leave no trace as they fly.
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Misogynists wish women to be tongueless belles, as silent as the meadow's tongless bluebells
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Basho taught us the pond has no sound no refrain.. until violated by a frog, a stone, or fingers of the rain
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The pain-inflicting doctors who play at science debark captive dogs so that they may hurt in silence.
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Love's quiet triumphs over hate's loud trumps
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Mums outlast lilies. Her silence always outlasted speech.
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Sunny dandelion tents collapse for the night. Birdwings infold in the purple twilight.
Shutters close but peeps through the inner light. Eyelid screens fall.. for dreammovie delights. 820
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The sweet echoes of the green-girt geckos sweetly foil the sound of silence
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Near the jade pepper temple hung with quiet white chimes
grows the citrus tree weaving translucent veils of lime
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Fluffy flakes fell, flickering in the starlight, flecking the lamplight.
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Oh Julie .. God's sun is shining She is grapevining and the grove tree now she's liming
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Oh what a blessed relief! to see April the trees re-leaf! and a windbussed Noreasterfragrant with Easter melt away the last ice-lings of grief.
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the bee the purple blooms did rape .. and now there are sweet violet grapes
*
Jesus said 'greater power shall I give to you'.... the power to be resurrecters..... only confining thoughts can limit our actions
*
A fallen petal of a purple rose fell onto the clover... I thought until I spied
it was a butterfly.. who unfolded her wings and flew up high
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Glass shatters.. neath sunfire.. each shard reflecting his orb entire
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The Great Lord can behind him twirl... vast universe' gyrating
swirl... that his rebellious insurection
.... become his glorious resurrection
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No lid for the cups of sunlemony buttercups..
they just infold to escape night cold..
but in the morn... once again unrolled...
once again their cheery chalices of gold do dewy dawn hold
*
One upright responsible pier pillar after another yields in the night to the
hegemony of the flowing tide.
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Those who took opposition roles...
were midwives of her strengthened soul
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The sun arises and rouses the rose. In raspberries,
His arisen rays are rose.
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A wee teardrop reflects a star. The tears dry.. remain the stars.
*
Meet the sea the icebergs melted
.. and now reflect the sunrise molten
*
Every dawn a straight rainbow of promise is on the horizon
...heralding each heartsun's rising.
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As resoldered metal is stronger than when first forged,
so the resurrected are paradoxically more perfect than
the Godcreated original
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The soul's essence is ever in God's presence, and unharmed by the
fires of creation or the ashes of cremation.
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He was so loved by all creatures that when it rained
a cloud served as his umbrella. 840
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Filling every inch of the line of floodcracked cement
is a thread of velvetjade moss
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In the empty chalice of the rivercarved grand canyon
dawn has drawn with gold pink orange light crayons.
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Candle flame fear not results if you ignite the snuffed candle's reborn light.
*
As a clock with no hands can register time as the sun plays across its face, so Spirit needs no body in order to manifest its power.
*
How has each apple tree's barren branch.. burst to wands of blooming blanch?
*
At the base of the birdfeeding pole, a perfect circle frames it... the lace trace of birdprints, as they ate the seeds which had a precipitous fall
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God the Divine Genie is waiting in the bottles of all hearts
to answer wishes.
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On Ararat rests the ark. A rainbow is born in the dark. Out of silence bursts
the joyful song of the lark.
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Night swallows the swallows' trails and swallowtails. Dawnfire resurrects them
entire.
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Within all beings the Spirit dwells removing all cursing spells, creating tongs for soundless bells, wanding every halfshell into full shell.. causing stone hearts with love to swell..
*
The feathers of the Phoenix bird are not always flakes of fire..
sometimes they are mercy's falling waterdrops
*
Out of the pain of hell so low.. was born of goodbye the sweetest hello
*
Over the mountain's Eastern ridge Of a sudden came Mornlight's dawnbridge
Which distilled into Matter And became a light ladder ...transporting them Wherever they wished.
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As he graces moated castles with spring's pastel tassles, the sweet pea king is beyond peeking
into power behind thrones in Peking or who will be the British king
*
Bluebirds sit on the barren black branches of a winter tree.. It is not their gentle touch which will resurrect him but the God ever within himself.
*
Out of the humus, born of humility.. springs the lily.
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to Jesus' fig tree: He did belittle you.. but soon he'll bebig you.. and in the spring with blooms he will wig you..
In summer he'll summon jade garb to resprig you.. And this fall with figged twigs he'll refig you
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From the Palisades we saw a diamond backed rattler radiant in the sun
.. rippling his rattle arcing to strike the Cuyahoga Valley to evergreen life...
.. in every drop of his river flux shining with the sun's own lux
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Who besides a snake can swim in the grass?
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Call no demon names. Focus on his divine core. See the gold
within his ore. 860
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Sooner or later ...even Satan's minions ...are beyond opinions lifted by Love's universal pinions.
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A playing boy's discarded stick became the father heron's
beakborn gift... for their nest a new twig ...
the rejected stumbling block.. to the temple's
cornerstone he lifts
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Said the mother fly to her gay child..... be strong when the cruel
call you a maggot ****
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Dawn tiptoes... and treetoads' toes.... she tips with rose
*
The spilled seeds swept out the door became corn on the cob from corn on the curb.
*
Light passes through trillions of unique beings' prisms. Each
prism casts a unique pattern of light. But every one of them is
light. Everyone is truth for that being.
*
In every weed the angels nod, as she spins her lace from sod. Only boundless love is fit for God.
*
The ants who build wee little hills in the cracks of sidewalks trust in the gentleness of humankind.
*
In the cartoon a man with a manicured crewcut perfect lawn shook his rake at a stray puppy and yelled 'go home!'. A cartoon script bubble pointed to the dog....as she was
thinking "I don't have a home."
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The most beautiful places are the emptiest spaces
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Birds are happy with the branches of a dead
tree on which to rest...dead sticks with which to build a nest.
*
In the sea, a zillion strong singing each his own song,
every sweet sponge.
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Archivists are wavecounters.
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Fast weaving privacy screens, bamboo curtains
.when alive.make the world beautiful.. it is certain
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Not dressed in uniform is the rose.. but she is clad in civilian clothes. Informants
thought she must be working under cover.. with some of her petals furled and close.
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Such a simple thing... a ball of string ... to help the vine grow.... to the spring
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Never did the tree of beech or the palm on the beach or the orchard's fragrant peach
.. of the sun his light beseech
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By the babbling brook and the bubbling fountain near the bobbing buoys
and boats with baby boys birds are bibbing dew
and bees are bibbing too
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We go by much too fast the hidden gates to see
.. the quiet love.....silent caring.. anonymous frequencies.
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He makes the microscope... a macroscope..
as he magnifies for mere mortals the rights of the minuscule 880
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Maple leaves... gold stars.. gently fall down.... Mother Earth giving everyone an A
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She was criticizing him. the words hurt.. yet rivers of rosepurple light flowed from
her hands and feet.. like a song whose lyrics were lost in the exquisite melody
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When angels see someone risk his own safety to speak the words of truth and peace, they give of their own feathers to wing his words. And God then multiplies their wings.
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The squid ink of war’s imbedded journalists.. is meant not to clarify but to obscure with dark clouds.
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Amod told me of Waccha Siddhi...which means that one always tells
the truth, devas and angels turn his words into reality.
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Mirrors do lie ... they fail to show God the Indweller... residing in each being.
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As their voices are one in sound so the choir's uniforms convey they act as one, whether it is humans in a church chorus or frogs in a seaside symphony.
*
A champion racehorse at the winning line, unattached, eating the
blooms of his victory wreath
*
The apple tree's blooms spun by sun looms dropped for fruit to make
room .. swept away by wind broom
*
Wishing order he'd been a cuthappy lust-er but entranced by tiger
lilies' lustre he began to leave alone God's surprising little clusters
*
The conductor must choose between the proferred bouquet and
the baton, between the past and the future.
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A white heron flock flies across the jade cypress swamp canvass. A
script of winged words triumphant.
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My Jesus is the Lover of the Prodigal Son, the 100th lamb, the leper, the sinner, the prostitute,
the demon possessed, the crucified thief. His sacred heart sees only how to end the suffering.
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The grape vine's love has the junk yard conquered
.. greenpeacing its metal with grapes of concord
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There are many paths over the bay.. the stone bridge.. the foam wake of boats..
.. the glowing path of the sunset..
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Icarus, after several tries, is now one with the sun. Sisyphus, first helped by angels, and
then on his own, has taken the stone to the hilltop. Juliet, schooled in the holy art of
resurrection, has vivified Romeo. Duryodhana is a hero of nonviolence now and the
Indian revolutionaries who were by their occupiers cannonized... are now canonized.
Music invoked by baton. Lightning drawn by the rod. Metal drawn to magnet. Compassion summons God.

Will, your winded wings will win.
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The wind whispers to the willow wisps... they grow with new will
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Love whips not our poor wills.. but summons
hearts like whippoorwills 900
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The stars change their courses and revolve around those who align to omnipotent resolve
*
Over a summer God turned the soundless dew into juice of lime. Long ago in an instant Jesus turned water into wine. Now in a moment the Higher Power of the surrendered alcoholic turns wine.. back into water.
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Let me not eat the fortune within the cookie nor the mango's seed
.. nor through indiscipline fork myself in the heart
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He never takes no for an answer He mines for love
with a diamond drill.. His endurance is an act of will
*
Grace and hope the parents of will There are no walls Where there is will.
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A full moon face shining with empathy for all... a profile as craggy as the Himalayas
*
Said the vine of her wine: "I can't I can't. I shall not recant. It is
not I who abused my grapes....but she who did the bottle decant"
*
Wind chimes play not on time... but when the Spirit moves through trees of lime.
*
The South Wind has for the evening donned jasmine scent*
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The wind weaves many white caps so quickly for the blue sea
*
Mother Wind moves the water rocker to and fro on the stormy sound's deeps. On the boatcradle by lapping waves she is softly lulled to sleep.
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The wind has blown away the cloud cover.. and the pond's reflection from grey to blue clover
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Clouds' whitewaterweave covered the sky.. and yet everywhere there was a patch of blue.. it was a different hue... here aqua.. there cerulean... or teal or indigo
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The east wind blowing westward marries the falling rain
turning her attention elsewhere
*
Crosswinds quilt the Connecticut River ever so slightly but still the waters flow to the sea.
*
As gauzy veils lie on the shoulders of the slender, as avalanche clouds pour through tall firs, as morning mist rolls through ship masts, do monsoon clouds flow over the peaks of the Himalayas
*
Froggie croaks on his rock dais encircled by dizzy daisies all the day long.
The wind makes them wave in applause.
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They thought her a clinger and him upright and stable. But it was the tomato vine and
not the tomato stake which put all the food on the table.

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Inside the soft peach flesh lives hard peach pit. Inside the hard peach pit.. eternal pink peach fire.
Inside the sheep's clothing lives hard heart wolf. Inside the wolf's belly the wolf planned the lamb.
But instead.. inside wolf's heart the Lamb of God.
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The sunset dyed red cloud like Jesus' Turin shroud
rinsed by night of blood in purity shines outloud. 920
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On an Asheville spring hillside.. the divine lamplighter
ignited the mountain laurel's purple candelabra.. with her
constant praise to the Son and Abba
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A spiral swirl of windwed weed Each tiniest wheat-hued needle caught a globe of dew.
.. a crystal rosary of 59 beads already goldchained inside...awaiting only the Jeweler
of Morning to forge thislinkling and lift this love aloft to the Lord
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If it's kind and in prayer you ask it, God has it for you in an Easter basket... and rarely this even involves... raising someone from her casket.
*
O Ganga in Bangladesh may you never again be the goddess of
death.
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The glow of Poornachandra... gives birth to Poornananda.
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After God ordered ocean to quaff the flooded world He sent a ribboned rainbowto say Never More...But when Neelakanta drank venom of the globe He sent polyribboned rainbowl:
a sky of liquid ore!
*
His biographers said that Ramana Maharshi first fed the animals at his ashram, then the beggars, next the visitors, then the ashram
residents and finally himself.
*
Her rattles Kali snake in a dance does shake When she strikes the curtain falls and maya is shown as a fake
*
The cloud darkens, Indra drops gray grace. Baba's fingers will and drop vibuthi gray grace
*
In the distance mighty roar many leagues birds flew to see onto which the Ganga pours
Shiva's brow Almighty. Eternal mist of cataract Wed to Light of Iswar's eye
bears Ganesh of Parvati.. Rainbow of Eternity
*
The olive tree is the altar of Allah. On it Allah has placed free olives for all.
*
Does anyone yearn for sunset more than a pious person fasting during Ramadan?
*
A dreammaker whispered this to dreamer: "Hazrat.... Love for this came humankind into the world. Seeking and finding it they need
come no more
*
Drawn to morning prayer, a flock of birds, not having removed their
shoes, dance an airborn minuet round and round the minaret
*
Oh Bawa Muhaiyaddeen... you filled your simple mosque in a poorer part of town with white light... your love so strong that babies crawled to you from their mothers.
*
The Quran says many times that Allah is All Merciful. The mercy of Allah embraces all.
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It was said of Mohammed that he came across a mother cat and her kittens sleeping on his
cloak. Rather than awaken and move her, he cut away for himself only that portion of the
cloak on which she did not lie. He had been a camel driver. He would allow none to beat
camels, and reminded others to feed them well.
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Buddha was a Hindu. Jesus was a Jew. Getting caged in labels.. blocks the God in
me and you.
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God's lightning cleaved the heaven's asunder.. and out of them S/He spake in thunder...
There is no such thing as a Jewish hunter!"
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The Torah says to feed ones animals before oneself. They are voiceless and need help
in bringing food down from the shelf. 940
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They accused Noah of being an animal hoarder... but his heart
had no other options

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The Buddhist saw that when his wrist was tired the Wind came and moved
his prayer wheel for him. Spirit Breath comes and goes
and the lung prayer wheels move to and fro.
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A 3 year old baby girl..in a Chinese restaurant.. wiping the window glass for her parents.. in desirelessness she refused pennies, paper, toys....her radiant smiles clothing all in her joy
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This purple bloom of milkweed.. its sphere made of 108? spears
symbolic of the Buddha.. 10000 lives taking him to perfection
*
No creature is thought a pest in compassionate Budapest..so great is Buddha's Spirit in allembracing Budapest.
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Day by day the vine has crept While others soundly slept.. up the trellis she has stepped,and where climatis has for joy her petaled purples wept Buddhists have only with feather brooms swept
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Saffron robed monks Buddhist are seldom seen in seaside camps nudist
*
Light ribbons from the Buddha's full moon do his holy shrine festoon. His Spirit moves the
bamboo grove... by the lagoon.
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A Tecumseh museum... with axes and knives hanging from the walls. His Spirit walks through the large highup room opening each
shutter. One is then aware only of the supernal blazing light.
*1 Atheists cannot see infrared or ultraviolet rays, nor hear more than an
Infinitesimal fraction of sound wave frequencies. Atheists know the tiniest sliver of knowledge. Only the omniscient know all the factors and are entitled to judge what is real and what is not.

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A gentle cow reading Leviticus found that cloven hoofed animals
are forbidden for food. And so she did cleave each of her four.
*
Above.. the starstrewn sky Below.. a landmine-sown earth lies.
Above the pastel spray of breaking day... below the battlefield's crimson and gray
*
At a defense contractor luncheon, the eagle ice sculpture drips water
from his melting beak. Frozen form
becomes all form. The waters of peace are flexible not rigid.
*
May no illegitimate
leader's illegal wars hasten any 'til death us do part'
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Babe issued a press release.. "they tell fibs..
.. I have no ribs to spare.. no spare ribs"
*
Because of her the world will sooner bring.. a world of no more
suffering.. where none are swallowing....a chicken's or a swallow's wing
*
Butchers unthinkingly smash the hour glasses of mammals' lives.
*
Do plants have feelings? said one and the other replied:
Wallflowers must have broken hearts. 960
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Emma Wood said 'animals love vegans'... It's also true that
plants love fruitarians.
*
Factory farmed hens: unloved they are born.. nameless they
live... innominate they die... ungrieved in stomachs they are buried
*
He stopped fishing for reasons of mercy
and saved himself from radiation, worms, lead and mercury.
*
How do the words of the Peaceful Master become the tirades of
warmonger pastors?
*
How many daisies does a daisy cutter bomb cut?
*
In India the bloody footprint of Alexander's throne
lasted as long as a twig cleaves the sea into which it is thrown.
*
It is not recorded in the words of Tennyson
that Ben Franklin got sick when he ate venison
*
Kneeling to God, all weapons' Wielder, he became a
weapons yielder.
*
Lambs go more quietly to their murder than pigs. Pigs fight
hard against the knife wielders.
*
Less likely to suffocate fishes or cause their suffering
are suffragettes and meditative Sufi rings.
*
Little chick fertilized within the eggshell basket
.. Of Thee God he asked it... that none turn the little shell into a marble casket
*
Many are footprints of the harshly shod which have trod smashing little ones between the booted and the sod

Neither the barbs of the blackberry bush nor the thorns protecting the rose act aggressively.
*
NASA secreted hundreds of mice into the hold of the shuttle. Each was a
spacemouse.. each was a scapemouse.
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Neath obsolescent mower it used to be that crickets make a final peep.
Fireflies' lanterns snuffed beneath the skies. Bumblebees' pollination
stops Caterpillars do not become butterflies
Seldom are birdwatchers seen... in factory farms
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Oh a cockroach is better luck than a cricket upon the hearth.. for
she magnetizes to your home those who love every heart
*
That general bombed so many into bodiless realms stygian. Now his stone statue has
new epaulets... the droppings of the pigeons
*
Robins need not squabble over a stick for their 2 nests.. for there are dead sticks everywhere.
*
Spaniards are ending the waving of red flags toward crucified bulls, as everywhere the white flags of mutual surrender to God flap, and the wind rustles the pink flags of thyme......
all flags of earth peaceful in time
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She defends not only underdogs but undercats, undercows, and underpigs, underchickens and underfishes. 980
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The boats which to their slaughter ship sheep are never shipshape.
*
The fire in the mob's hate torches does not always color within the lines.
*
The God indwelt beetle sanctifies the holy rose.
*
The trash truck comes around, its treeslapping height
leaving a mobile of severed spring leaves in its wake... its mechanized pickup
not knowing what living tiny mice or human corpses might be inside
*
They cleave off innocent pigs' cloven hooves
... yet the scarlet blood does not crimson
the purple fields of clover
*
If his heart is a bud.. not yet fullblown will he understand the iris' unfolding sermon
or care about how they freeze the tongues of captured ermine... will they know yet
that rats and mice are not vermin
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Trillions of animals' agonized cries through the years echoing in our ears....
in agony beseeching God "When will you hear?"
*
Up peep and pop the poppy pods.
Does their scotching and scorching please Papa God?
Can not heroin be controlled without harm
to Mother Nature's plants and sod?
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We have nothing to offer you say the cows of their gravy
but our blood sweat and tears.
*
A bee willing to hang upside down in drooping blooms
will harvest more honey. But the converse is not true..
those who work the hardest are not those who make the money.
*
The horse has run her heart out for her 'owner''s bank
account.. and her reward? the slavery of a stall before a Mexican slaughterhouse.
*
Ralph Nader works for consumers, Casey Kasem for consum-ees
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Angels please make more clever plants of clover... that they hide from cleaving mowers
*
Once when a riverflood had created many beyondbank pools in which thousands of fish were trapped as waters slowly receded..he spent 3 nights and days\ bucketing them back to the mainstream..and to life.
*
The hound was haunted by the hind he had hunted. Over the months God to him hinted he should no longer hurt any harts nor harm any hinds.. Now he, the hound, no longer hunts and so by hinds is no longer haunted.
*
"Straighten up and fly right" said his father..but his son misheard it as 'fly rights' and sallied forth to organize the untouchable maggots of the world
*
The portable dairy of the mother dromedary..Is it meant for humans or the baby dromedary?
*
That baby boy squirrel eats the apple peels.. turning them round and
round with his tiny hands..like someone chewing on a new thoughtfrom all angles.... but
he eats pine cones like corn on the cob
*
When a horse is hanging upside down in an abbatoir, is the building called a slaughterhorse?
*
The bright orange wings of the Baltimore Oriole are not as radiant as his spirit's aureole 1000
*
Chanel Number 5 had ambergris from sperm whales, civet from the civet cat, musk, (38 musk oxen castrated for 1 oz of musk oil), and castor from the Canadian beaver.
Should it have been called Chanel Number 41?
*
Some of the chores of the scullery maid..... to throw tiny birds' skulls into the trash and then to store the marmelade
*
Little parachute samaras.. maple seedlings.. gather in the gutters of homes and streets. Little treasure troves.. who will become groves.. if left alone in places unmowed. Those who give them a nod.. let them burst from the sod.. let them break from their podsfor they've been sent by God
*
A. asked "Which fork is used in proper etiquette
to spear the animal's flesh?" B replied: "Not one... not a single one"
*
Pearls are sphered articles.. mucus covered sand particles
'untimely ripped' from coprophagous oysters
.. themselves torn from their gentle cloisters
*
What is a quadrapus? An octopus after run over
and vacuumed up by a suffocating fish trawler
*
Human cannibals eating castrated bulls’ canned balls hoping to
become hard cannon balls merely cause themselves prostate cancer
*
He needed no special logic to intuit how to raise the low life expectancy of Inuit
*
Tolstoy was monogamous..Gandhi .. nonzoophagous. Maybe a rhinoceros or hippopotamus
are polygamous Maybe most lions and tigers carnivorous but human beings are designed
to be monogamous... Humans designed frugivorous
*
Every pork loin is from an innocent pig purloined. Every pork chop from a little pig painfully chopped
*
Noah was saved on the ark from the quandary of accepting sharks.
For they could swim in the seas and not harm those inside the barque.
*
God has put a 'do not disturb' sign over the green shelled limpets cozily nesting in lime waters limpid
*
The semantics of human chauvinism.... verbs and a noun to obscure the murder of animals..
scotch, dispatch, cull, harvest, euthanize*, thin, bag, sticking
*
It is dormancy and not hypocrisy to eat cows and object to hippophagy.
*
The frightened calf Harriet saw the cowboy as Iscariot mounted on a slavehorse chariot
twirling his neckbreaking noose lariat.
*
For their fur coats men murdered ermine
A little mouse whose name is Herman they called by the most cruel name vermin
*
Out of each creature's eyes in each being's body shrine do light and love divine for every being shine
*
Some day the acacia leaves will forgive giraffes and in the presence of koala bears
bamboo shoots will laugh.. while the cows will be welcomed by each blade of grass
*
Does God prefer to see caterpillars eat to create their wings.. rather than fiight snuffing humans
eating others creatures' wings
*
Croquet balls near wickets, golf balls in thickets, are seldom respecters of the rights of crickets 1020
*
The sound of the raptor wings of the kestrel is not to other birds music orchestral
*
Was he a suicide bomber bee.. protecting his hivefellows from the heavy tread of human boots
and the polycidal insecticide planes? Was he a David bee taking on a Goliath 10,000 times his size? Yet he flew away without being killed.. nor did he kill the man he stung
*
Caged the yellow winged cockatiel. Crushed for redcoats the cochineal.
*
Millions more do not fish.. (a verb made from killing the noun)
They're not suffocating creatures.. no beings strangling... no longer angling... not causing
panicked beings' dangling in deathlines entangling
*
Re factory farms Californian to Carolinian and Virginian, puppet pastors with paid for opinions say humans over animals have dominion, as butcher minions chain saw bird pinions.
*
He thought it better to have canneries for cranberries than canneries for canaries

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Capricorns are antiquarians while Aries' breakouts seem antiantiquarian
.. Friendly to both are God and kind aquarians.
*
The painter's smock is daubed with the pastels of his palate. He has become one with his painting. While his portrait is concentrated
and Virgo specific his abstract smock is pastels light-full and Pisces pacific.
*
A flaming feather of the Pluto firebird fell to earth's floor... a sign of God's guarding guiding grace..
for He loves us evermore evermore evermore
*
33 degree water can be colder than 32 degree ice for it is not barred from entering the skin
When Cancer forgives and has no fear... cancer can disappear
*
Aries spring each being frees from capricorn's winter freeze 1031
*
Where scorpio's silent underground springs burst into joy as sagittarian geysers…there she dwells and everywhere
*
Neptune opposes red mars.. his angry glow melts near other stars... as daily the sunball dips his fire... into the sea entire... resurrected mars is more pacific... less target specific
*
It was July..needles had fallen to the floor from his Christmas tree.. It was festooned with spider webs. but the lights still blinked on and offin his evening window..and to passersby gave a strange cheer
*
Suicidal bombing is very bad. Much worse is polycidal bombing by pilots or drones.
*
For Mars she was an item on the menu, but Venus had a change of venue.
*
He hadn’t realized that meat was an addiction, with its uric acid or trioxypurine a stronger craving than coffee’s cQaffeine or dioxypurine
A star is a cluster of luster..
*
An idea for a screenplay. If you like it, it is yours. An autopsy reveals a man has been poisoned by arsenic. His wife is arrested. After an hour and a half of plot regarding the agony of confinement, the procurement of an attorney, the shame etc.,. at the 11th hour an expert witness testifies that her husband ate fish 5 dinners a week for several years, and that he had eaten not only arsenic which accumulates in the fish flesh but other heavy metals as well. The wife goes free. She was the cook who made the meals, but had no desire to kill him..
*
The mirror does not hold onto any face and therefore is able to show him or herself to the next person as the noninterrupting listener who does not project judging is able to help in healing.
*
*JBO told many including her nephew Luke to avoid sushi because it contained liver flukes.
*
Another laboratory horror story: an animal shocked repeatedly enough will not respond to any stimulus,
*
Things which are legal are often lethal.
*
He surrendered as easily as the Mississippi sliding into the sea
*
Many black men in the US are born it seems with an attached crown of thorns
*
Anthrax used to be called wool sorters’ disease. Wool makes people scratch.
*
The sea was a kitty with her wave paws licking his stoes.. and a few days later, a lion roaring around her feet
*

Are some 'health' department officials dissembling? Slaughterhouse mammal murder places
they call a 'disassembling' plant.
*
Some are like canoes slipping quietly into the water. Others are noisy motorboats with foam wake, carving up fishes with the propellers
*.
Is the word ‘overgrown’ an oxymoron? Does God ever do anything to excess

Lab animal torturers, vivisectors of sentient living beings, researchers who for fame, money or curiosity inflict agony on animals, often dismiss animal rights workers, terming them guilty of ‘sentimentality’. These selfserving pseudoscientists have even attempted to pathologize activists, coining the term zoophilpsychosis, as if a 6 syllable word will justify their sadism. Their fabricated word literally means that to love animals is a sickness. Spiritual teachers advise that we pray for our foes, not just the animal carvers in labs but legislators, that this sadism be outlawed.
*
He founded a society of 3 legged animals for people who love meat but don’t want to kill.
*
There are vibrations to every food. Meat is the densest, the most gross, the slowest, then dairy, then vegetables. Fruit vibrates closest to pure light.
*
Hotdog corpses in coffin buns
*
Stones polish stones. Diamonds cut diamonds Thorns remove thorns.
Fire fights fire. Love ignites love
*
There was several centuries ago a papal bull, a judgment by the Pope
that excommunicated would be those who watched the blood sport
murder of bulls.
*
Cusp: The leo lion and the virgo woman have links in the sphinx.
*
Black Hawk down. Sikorsky profits up.
At the base of the waterfall, pyramids of cobblestoned rocks.. around each the patient water finds a way
*
The serial killer Pickton fed the flesh of women he killed to the pigs he would soon kill giving both Mad Human Disease and Canadian bacon new meanings
*
Sip the sunseep in the cider.. sup on the sap of the Big Dipper poured into silver moonlight slippers.
*
For many years the majority of American tax dollars (few big corporations are included) have gone to international and US bankers as payment on the national debt
*
Is it ironic that the man who wrote that all men are created equal…owned slaves
*
The blood sport of hunting is used as an initiation into manhood for teen boys who are programmed into the belief that only the cruel
who can murder animals are masculine. Besides the slaughter of animals is the subsequent violence to women, children, and unprepared men.
*
The worst murder is not the alcohol generated
hot momentary passion in a bar but the cold premeditated murder of judges and prosecutors.
(Agatha Christie: “The judge murders within the law.”
*
It is not “you are what you eat” but “you are whom you eat.”
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The zen of flyfishing is that zen masters
don't fish.. the Buddha causes no suffering,
no suffocation
to any being.*
*
Hollywood glorified the
character James Bond,
James Bond, a paid assassin for plutocratic cartels,
a womanizer, a dipsomaniac, a speed demon.
*
Fast food chain mascot, when you smile
does each of your teeth gravestones stand for
trillions and trillions of lives
*
Growing hundreds of millions
in a worldwide coalition
think that violence is correlated
to murder and injury in media, hunting,
football, and war
*
Prolifers’ support for warwaging candidates
Installed 2 Bush*es and Trump
whose bomber planes
in Iraq, Afghanistan, Syria
and elsewhere become partial birth abortionists.
*
The train rolls by the cows
grazing in the meadows
They hear the moos
the frightened cries
of their fellows
captive in the cars.
*
His right and left brain are talking to each other more these days.
The one is an atheist Marxist and the other is
a theist socialist.
*
A spiritual teacher who
told his followers it was
permissible to eat fishes
died of throat cancer.
Fishes often have their
throats ripped out by hooks.
*
It is only God whom
the former colonized call Lord
not those of stolen
wealth or corporate boards.
*
The wind decanted the bush of lavender lilac. She was then garbed in her own rare perfume 1077
*
For discarded faithful animals
the slaughter auctions at the camel lot
are no gracious Camelot

Does oxymoron mean that
those who eat oxen are
morons, their brains occluded by animal fat cannot receive oxygen? Does Oxfam mean
that promoting oxen or other animal flesh causes
famine? William Shakespeare: “I am a heavy eater of beef. Methinks it doth harm to my wit”.
*
The poor cows froze neglected in a blizzard
Their jailers dug them up
and ate their hearts, brains, muscles and gizzards
*
Ancient Romans ate their severed tongues. Nightingales could no longer sing.
Larks could no longer fly. Eaten were their wings.
*
Kuan Yin from China, Jesus from Israel, Buddha from India, Rumi from Afghanistan. Leo Tolstoy from Russia lived lives of nonviolence to people and animals.
*
The way NIH, CDC, nearly all Ivy League schools and
many state universities, medical schools and corporate labs etc torture cats is gory but to those who objectify animals just another category.
*
The mighty sea, carver of caves at times gently laves
and at other times smashes with her sculpting waves
*

Marc Antony asked the crowd to lend him an ear.. Van Gogh bequeathed his. The corn grew her own .Like a healing listener she did not lend but gave her ears.

*

Elephants murdered  for ivory piano keys, cats for violin strings, goats for drumskins (for that matter, chickens for drumsticks. Is music more beautiful when the instrument is nonviolent? Is a flame more smokeless when the candle's not made of murdered pig fat?*

*

Pacifist lawbreakers are not jawbreakers

My love for you a yearling became... many eons ago.
*
His dogs and cats cannot read.. save the script of his soul
They cannot write..except on his heart
*
As a tide floats all boats ..As great music lifts all lyrics
..so do love's spirit pinions ..give wings to all opinions.
*
At dawn the emperor sun breaks forth to the arena of mars but in the evening he disappears behind cloud curtains to the chamber of venus.
*
Living shrimp in a bucket looked up at us with their penetrating sweet black eyes on stalks.
*
Cloud maya makes the sun appear to wink at us. But his love
is constant, not on and off.
*
Compass needles are magnetized to the north
but compassion unencompassed in all directions pours.
*
The sun yellow of the solar plexus, the healing greens and pinks of the heart, the blue of the throat, indigo of the third eye, blazing white, gold and violet of the crown entwine in a rainbow and pour forth to the world.
*
Did the Creator gave rats and snakes and bugs and weeds
life and then not give them feelings?
*
For love the model forsook the runway. From that shallow world she did run away. 10
*
Ribboned sunbeams, his words wing me.
*
She aspired to be a Venutian rather than a martyr.. to follow
the path of venus' love rather than sometimes angry mars.
*
He no longer harms daisies nor their petals shreds.. to ask if her love for him has been shed.
*
His empathic heart is always giving command performances for anyone in need.
*
A warm day in November... a leaf came calling down..
but then he flitted up... it was not a falling flutterby... but a rising butterfly
*
Love the fan makes spark the fire Love focused creates form from desire Love the finescreen turns firehose to mist Love the filter sees the fallen as a saint. Love the factory where miracles are fashioned. Love the furnace freezing hearts have sought. Love the fruit tree with gifts for all laden. Love the filings on the greatest magnet caught.
*
Taught in school to objectify animals, to refer to them as ‘it’ rather than ‘he’ or ‘she’. I never thought of meat as a murdered animal’s dead body pieces although disgusted by the row of test tubes full of different colas and pops, each with a hotdog slowly rotting inside it, and horrified by the biology teacher’s pithing a frog in front of us (jamming a needle into his skull, a form of lobotomy). Like some mind control interrogater, she gave a lower grade to anyone not willing to eat chocolate covered ants or fried grasshoppers.
*
God is Universal Love. Some humans but not God judge the
promiscuous, polyamorous, polygamous or polyandrous.
*
In his heart bell hung a tong which struck every time
he caught sight of her or heard her voice.
*
Knowing that froggie fear was engendered by horse hooves,
Pegasus grew wings and then he arose framed by a sky of orange pink and rose. 20
*
Love is a purifier more sacred than pure fire.
*
Love limited, love circumscribed, love lukewarm is by God decried.
*
Love not force rides the horse said one. True love would not enslave a horse, said the other.
*
Love surrounds hate as the sea laves icebergs.
Hate is frozen Love, a warm sea which will melt all hate.
*
Love was the justice of the peace who married them.
*
Lust says the whole is not as great as the part but
Love flows whole from its temple in the heart.
*
A baby who lies untouched in cradle.. a child who sits untouched in a crib.. will grow up thinking he's unlovable.. feeling he is untouchable.
*
Mongers in the name of love heartshaped candies sell.
But our landlord lives divine love through every single cell.
*
More precious because he'd waited so long to hear.. the most beautiful lyrics... 'I love you' in his ears. 30
*
A match does not ignite an iceberg nor does a waterdrop survive in a forest fire . We are influenced by the company we keep.
*
Allgiving sun passes light... through persimmon tree leaf filters.. filling her fruit
with lovepotion juice...paradisical philters
*
Phone wires pinker glow as love reconnecting flows
*
Roses are pink. Violets are violet. Our love for you is forever inviolate
*
They are 5 beloved brothers and 5 beloved sisters...of all who come their way the assisters.
*
She was baptized in water by her brother's rare tears..
baptized in fire by her mother's unshed tears
*
Sleeping Beauty is awake inside each being, but some of us
need the kiss of unconditional love to know we are made of love
*
Some criticized him for sharing his journal, , but most
were grateful that he had invited all into his heart
*
Some human beings frighten the birds. They are animated scarecrows,
but there are others who attract them near and far. They are carecrows.
*

Suddenly out of the blue, the ship on the horizon Suddenly out of the purple, love's eve rising. 40
*
The Lord of Love laves his lilies in light*
The love of the heart has surrounded the mind's knife of
criticism sheathing it with silence. 42
*
The peony sphere has no perfume.. until she opens the petals of her heart
*
The same God shines through the prisms of all eyes.
*
They suddenly knew they wanted to avoid pain and much trouble
by going through life as a doublebubble
*
Those who stop eating pork or beef or squab don't ingest adrenalin.
Reduced is their squabbling.
*
To the lowlying sea....river waters to the most humble point descending..
but then lifted by the lovelight of the sun waters are ascending
*
Two puddles loved each other and became a brook.2 pools
of light loved each other and became a glow.2 hearts loved each other and became one.
*
Unbidden buzz in the bloombibbing bees.
*
Until we saw her animal sanctuary, we never thought
Noah's Ark... could be as clean as a sunwashed barque 50
*
We came to a crossroads and what did we see? All directions pointing..
to his heart's infinity
*
The chubby little hand of the small boy .. tenderly cups the head of the puppy....a magic little cup this hand.. which holds the liquid of affection upside down.. pouring it from endless springs
*
Within small circles do spiders build webs while larger
ones foil them. So the uncircumscribed heart foils lurking danger. *
Your heart is a blazing star.. sending forth unending rays in all directions.
*
Held by desire, the yellow jacket sups within the petals' brackets
*
Arthur pulled a sword out of stone..but he was not able to pull
out the sword of pain until Bea came along ...she who could liquefy a rock with her aura.
*
Dust caked plant confined within house walls..stares out wistfully
as cleansing raindrops make loveslides down free leaves
*
Shortly before he was born, God gave a vision of a soaring eagle suddenly swooping down
and voluntarily entering an open bamboo cage on a boat. I knew a great soul was taking
incarnation.
*
To God they said "Your amarylis and Your lilies with delight do fill us."
And God replied "I made them for My Beloved Phyllis"
*
The wind decanted the bush of lavender lilac and she was garbed in her own sweet perfume
*
In dawning daybreak so pure and still they opened the window above the sill. The Sun of Love into room did spill. 60
*
The little baby boy stretched out his arms to the stranger with a radiant smile.. silently saying 'pick me up'...conferring a grace which made her cry. Arms so small Bequeathing All
*
Whether you are Kwon Yin or Kwon Yang You are always a lovable God
*
Allen’s heart compass is Allen-compassing. To Love points Allen’s heart compass. It is all encompassing
*
Wherever is Maynard, Mother Earth is moving Mayward
*
Despite criticism from other faculty members, a teacher named Ray gave out all A's. From their other teachers they learned some discipline, some knowledge. From Ray they learned unconditional love.
*
Rocking cradle of the world.. sunset stairway to the stars..
only by greatmasters trod... only written on by God.
*
Rain at sea... redundancy
*
It snows at sea... silence falls in flakes...melting
designs.... slip form for All
*
Wavecarved caves near the seagirt rock.. wavesculpted into a seagulled rookery..
*
Every morn...the sea reborn ...is smoke and mirrors..... fog and reflection. 70

We gave him a pitcher. He gave us the sea
*
The rock temple to Poseidon will in some millenium show crumbling, but the wavy
sea will remain... as ever the ocean main.
*
The tide sent into the cleft of rock Neptune's polyfingered hand of welcome.
*
Without equal, each wave sequel. Land is for eagles. The sea
is for seagulls
*
The ebbtide slowly recedes, but in that sweet leg of the sea
tidepools, seaweed, shells sunsparks and driftwood.... are his legacy
*
The rain in Maine remains mainly by the main.
*
That sand not soon turn the beachfence into driftwood
the artist designed a metal seat.
*
From the shore.. one looks upward to the sanddune grass..10,000 green brush blades
trying to paint the blue sky jade* No matter how high it climbs the palmtree finds
he cannot stamp his frondprints upon the sky
*
Faster than any stylus squiggling.. can write the sun
in the water wiggling... but when the sea is perfectly still..
it appears it was water which held the quill
*
Receives all arrows the universal quiver
as the sea receives all lonely rivers
*
Daily the sea laves with tidal milk waves nursing in love her hungrymouthed caves 81
*
Today in their palate of many hues
the sky and sea have 90 shades of blue
*
Little petstore goldfishes.. suffocating in the tiny plastic bag.. God set you
free.. into fresh water rivers which lead to the sea.
*
Gentler than land's are the seasons of the seas.
*
The rainbow's end touchdowns in the waving sea. Though she pours her pastels endlessly, deep blue remains the sea
*
Surfers delight in the motion of the angry waves of the ocean
as neptune, king of the sea, delights in their mars.
*
Shadows of fishes play in the shallows above varying shades of abandoned shells.
*
Within a wavelaved rock fissure, God hid the fish from the kingfisher.
*
The rowboat's wake intersected the path
of the morning sun upon the water... effort was squared to light
*
The sea mirror was framed by lobster traps..until she rose and smashed them
*
A clamshell holds the seaswell.. Reflected in captured tide.. does Jupiter's light dwell 91

Waterfall mist asked the sea 'when shall I return to Thee? '
*
Windsent seascent everywhere went
*
As artists long for blank canvases, as sealovers yearn for the blue space of the skysea,
the Spirit longs to be uncluttered.
*
So many shades of blue from royal navy to aqua hue.. without
the horizon ship one could not tell sky from sea.
*
Seacradle does fishes rock among the rocks but she is slapping at fishermen's docks as the sun wears daily a fresh foam frock
*
The full moon lifts seawaves in joy, but only the sun can lift water drops out of th140e sea.
*
Blackberried tarts on white lace doilies are the seafoam framed ocean's dark rocks
*
Ships in bottles cannot sail, but messages unsealed from
bottles do, and their words are meant most for those who find the script.
*
More than the stable shore God hallows the waving sea's shellshod shallows. 100
*
In the kinder world there surely no longer shall be
shellfish shiv'd to shed their sheltering shells from the sea

Waves will rise in joy, they know soon toward the full moon of the longed for monsoon
*
Message in sea's bottles. Tidings in the tides. Time's
rivers to the timeless sea glide. Every being will with God abide.
*
Cavecarver tide.. a patient sculptor who abides
*
He is like the sea: on the surface bubbling with wave effervescence
... in the depths one with divine Everpresence
*
The sun's fireball has scattered embers in the sea, unquenched
by her waters. for love can never be extinguished.
*
The drops the rain scatters the river then gathers.. for the sea who in turn
offers them in her great chalice to the Sun Father
*
One smells seasalt before the first seasight...
of His Eoyal Lowness, Neptune bluerobed. He fills hearts with delight
*
She picked up only vacant seashells at the shores of the Seychelles.
For chambered nautili hollow were minnow castles in the shallows
*
It is the trickling time for the tiptoeing tide to float in gifts which abide
beneath the twinkling stars' ides. 110*
The tide is afoot! in the 10 million fingers of the sea
*
As seawaves slapped his sloop he slipped down a sweet slope into sleep
*
A red light where the road ends at the aquamarine sea.
*
Aboard the oceanliner they see.. moonlight whitewashing the sea
*
Those who live by or on the sea can most frequently be healed by her empty canvas, rhythms, and frequency
*
Flags of fog flap not but float above the kingdom of Neptune
*
The sun scattered a trillion diamonds on the sea...his angels will gather them into a necklace for thee
*
Her listening heals.. because she listens with total presence, without judgment,
without interruption, with unconditional love 118
*
The sirens in his odyssey kept not Odysseus from the sea
*
The beachcombing sea gives more than she takes as she secedes
*
The sea: a blue jewel framed by shells.. whose azure and aqua skies are not caught by aquarelles. Her sight and sound and smell lift us out of hell. In her space our spirits upwell.*
As she hears the confessions of all rivers those on the shore hear the sea.. accepting all she calls no thing heresy.
*
So many sires he had in Donegal.. so many foremothers in Galway ..he was made of Donegalway...in every cell of his being the sea calls to itself
*
That day the grey gulls over the grey gulf were invisible in the grey cover of the gloaming
*
As rocks girding a tidal pool... As metal setting for sapphire jewel... As rigid bones around liquid soul eyes.. the body frame for the Spirit Nigh
*
The mountain palm gave birth. Her coconut babes rolled downhill to the ocean.. Now they are islands in that sea .. with hard shells bathed inside by coconut milk and outside by piscean seas
*
In an all-grey sky through a cloud goblet a sunbeam straw sucked up the sea
*
The tide casts her slender silver fishnet veil, not to harm the fish, but to float them home to her sea.
*
I want to be with my love by the sea near his seaweed strewn legacy
hearing the gullsong ..smelling salt air ..feeling the sand arranged by the tide ..my heart slowing down to rhythms of seaslide .. seeing ascent of the Sun.. watching the rise oer the bay of the moon..ambling to a cafe fireplace to sip berry tea with book pen and community
*
Night can no longer suborn first light's gathering morn!

The sun's allgiving gold cheer.. has become the allgiving tree's purple
cherries. 131
*
Popping oer the mountains the dawn sun arose, unrolling through
windows welcome carpets.... of red rose
*
It is not the sweet nuthatch but the sun which hatches the nuts
of nut trees everyone
*
The sun thought about another's criticism that he lacked focus.. but
then began again to shine in all directions
*
Moondown is sunup She did not mourn the moonset for it meant sunrise.
*
The sun diamond stipples the ocean's wind ripples.
*
The sky shyly blushes pink at the approach
of the Avataric Sun
*
Behind sparkling fountain waters sinking climb
higher the rays of the giving sun king. We need not seek him.
He comes to us.
*
The sun wears no dark glasses. He has nothing to hide
and is not threatened by his own light.
*
The bee's favorite couplet: a sunup-brimming buttercuplet
*
The sun craves no limelight as he grows limes in his light.
*
As morning wands with a dewdrop each grass spire
so little acts of kindness are by God given
great power
*
the sun rays arc with their igniting sparks
making sparkles everywhere
*
Beach footprints by tidewater erased. Snow footprints
by the sun melted away. So does God forgive all transgressions.
*
When her sun wed his moon and his sun wed her moon
skies poured forth for lifefaithful loons Love's manylived monsoon
*
Oh please dear Mr. Pinkus with your dawning
rays..please pink us
*
The sun does not kill and tell.. but how can tree hide her new peaches in the dell?
*
With soundless tapping the horizontal baton rouge of dawn light
called forth a chorus of bird delight
*
He who gilds the fringed coast Of all buttercups the toast.
More ancient than all.. yet evernew His ray host.
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The forces of night.. their vanishing might melt away in delight.. at dawn's vanquishing light 150
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The moon has dominion over the sea, he thought, watching as her unveiled full rays caused the highest tides. But at dawn he saw the sun lift the waters much higher with his elevating evaporating fire
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The sun does not narrowcast.
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And now a seasmoke fog hides the rising sun... but soon his flaming rays will break through
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Sal loved to sail in solitude and silence neath Sol
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‘Dawndrawn’ sun-summoned dandelions... spread gold parasols
... brings another sundown .. a diaspora of dandelion down
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The sun with her came out to play
but shy night could not stand his light and she ran quite away.
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Holds the sun's cheer... every purple cherry.. and seed chariots of new trees of
cherry.
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As the longfingered sun reaches out to touch a cloistered trillium
or a lake trembles in the light of moon and stars
so can Tolstoy's long rainbow of words play our heartstrings from afar.
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They whispered the arrival of the iceberg's new rival... he feared as the gulf stream approached.... his very survival
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Arun arose awash in rose.. His dawn rays oer all arose. Did all arouse .. his rays of rose...millennial oaks... the corn in rows... and the no-rows wildest rose. 160
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The egg of the sun dipped into many cups of dye.. pink and purple saffron yellow orange and red.. a gold mellow but He preferred His own color.. that of blazing light
and emerged untouched by dawn or dusk or deepest night
(not an egg stolen from a chicken)
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Light lingers in fig leaves and pink cloud fingers
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The sun's divine current is transformed into currants
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To the apple tree the sun said "You think you're the decider
but it is my rays which decide which apples become cider"
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Where is my lover the sun? Coming up over the mountain..Where is my lover the sun? Splashing on top of that fountain.. Where is my lover the sun? Red-appling inside that green tree Where is my lover the sun? Sparkling through all the blue sea.
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Grey sea and grey skies are one... yet does the sudden crimson sailed boat give hope and perspective.
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Tiny steps of great power: 1000 cars go.. after l green light. 1000 tons of avalanche safely move from l sound slight. A thumbs up from Caesar..saves the gladiator's life. The dawn's breaking light banishes the night. Making one phone call.... helps to reunite.
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Some little waterfalls are so small they are a curving downward staircase of the river seabound
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It takes many puddles to make a pool and many Liverpuddlians to make a Liverpool. They are a kind people, Liverpuddlians, who do not mind if frogs paddle or poodles piddle in the puddles of Liverpuddlians
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There is an ancient highway of the heart between Siena and Vienna
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Wherever walks Ambrose.. up spring amber roses.. pouring forth fragrance and deathless ambrosia. Wherever walks Ambrose
.. his heart melts neuroses.. and in their place.. up spring new roses 171

Our land is the land of the Cheyenne, Shoshone and Shawnee..
Cherokee and Seminole, in valleys of the Shenandoah and Swanee.
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10,000 brush strokes of the master artist... equal not the perfect
paintings of the pure mirror
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A clover veil.. violets the vale... neath skies cloudclad or when ultraviolet sun prevails.
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A feathergowned crane flies through the forest like Cinderella fleeing the ball.....but now the Prince of Peace comes into the hall
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A grey cloudcloak mutes the crimson leaves of oak.
Scarlet charcoal embers' shroud: soft grey ash and smoke.
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A parasol and a parapluie..as umbrellas they are the same
.. one means prepared for the sun...the other.. ready for rain
As with positive thought.. when one expects the good
it is likely in ones life to reign
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As Michelangelo's vision of David's divinity freed him from his marble block,
so a man of size plumpkin can free himself from his body coach pumpkin
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Beautiful the scent of the tobacco flower
but the leaves which helped weave the fragrance are subdivided.
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Before the falls, the sheen of shanti. At the falls sheets of shakti. 180
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Dawn rhodescent, jeweled by moon crescent, but both will melt when the sun is present
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Did not the apple blossoms fall, there'd be no cider in the fall.
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Fall's leafless orange berried bush foiled by blue sky.. a pointillist painting
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Fernfurl, chrysanthemumcurl, lilyswirl, wisteriawhirl and sunflowertwirl
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Flames of mornlight... the cotton clouds do ignite
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Flowering grass spire, dew-wanded, a green exclamation point!
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Foamwake disappears from the whale tail.. dries up.. the snailtail
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Fragrant fireweed fringes fire hydrants.
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From the Bubble Blower, the moon rises and floats
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God who painted with crushed pink pearl living oysters' shells
wants them left alone in the shallows and shoals 190
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In the folds of the fields Mother Earth has.. phlox.. foaled... she has phlox unfolded
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It is the leela of the Lord to unscroll lilies and lilacs and violets in divine light.
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Lily pad plates... jade spheres with rims.. raindrops fill them to the brim
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Mist lies in parallel layers under the clouds as satin sheets lie under cotton blankets
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On the stepping stones in the pool... snow has made a pillow for each rock stool*
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Secret springs, many aquifers. help the knitting of new needles for the aqua firs
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Several lamps make a shack lovely.. more than a dark palace...
as the light of the holy makes any face beautiful
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Stationery the sunblocking stained glass windows of a church,
but the iridescent windows in the butterfly's wings don't veil light in their flight.
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The comet's tail, an orange light trail, brighter than a fish's scales, shining
more than beetle's mail.
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Young souls love beauty. Older souls worship the beauty of love.
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The diamond river cut swords through the whiteblanketed greensward
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The fragrance wafting from a rose does enthrall
every Rao, Smith, Wong, King,Kim, Ali and Rosenthal
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The full moon has spilled her silver paint cans onto the seastage. Some has splattered onto the cloud curtains
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The goddess of the sun retires for the night through clouds spreading
her fan made of rays of light
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The greenleaved grapevine does a tightroping straight
line... along the windstirred clothesline
and a wavy winner banner on the young pine
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The old ailanthus many humans found peccable
but the woodpecker delighted in her status peckable
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The private train car had smoke and mirrors, reflecting candles'' flames and curls rising as the mirror lake beneath the morning mist reflected the sun on the horizon
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The south wind paddled the puddles, the lily padded ponds, and played the pea'd pods and pansies pied.
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The spider web dewjeweled and studded with samara stars....has not today done harm
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The sun paintbrush dapples the woods into apples 210b
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The white rose of Uganda has the same aroma
as the deep purple rose which grows in Roma.
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Under gold dandelion parasols, beetles lie in the beach
of green grass, looking at the blue skysea beyond.
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With early stars have fireflies asterisked the evening skies
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Mother wrote that from the mountaintop they saw a village lay in the Mexican valley by the sealine. Every rooftop was covered... in blue morning glory vines... the sky coming to earth saying "I will be thine"
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Over the shoulders of April's winter trees..Mother Earth has thrown a pink shawl as light as the morning breeze.. but two moons later it was tossed for her favorite: a jade sari
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A table on which the bees may sup For them by His grace God has raveled out of space a table which has merged with its cloth of lace
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Om Parvat: Shiva on Mt Kailash with snowy script has written the Om in sacred Sanskrit. He has sifted flakes into recesses carved by Parvati's prayers and Tibet's holy scarves
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That part of Kashmir is ringed by sharp peaked snowclad mountains...
the teeth of God.. guarding the green river valley... one of many tongues of God
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The shifting beams of the Aurora Borealis in the northern skies' midnight blue chalice are reflected in the lake's royal blue waters with their rainbow fishes' moving gleams.
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Oh JackOLantern, beyond toothless grin..through his scar-red apertures one sees wondrous light A 1 room house with 9 windows will appear to have 9 lights, but it is One
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I hid behind the wall but my more courageous shadow.. . showed herself.. and walked up the ladder.
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In the D Day invasion he fought Nazi knaves and helped free people Hitler made slaves. The living as well as the dead are brave. One day at a time his life he gave.
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One by one in many countries they break through the ice of fear.. cups of crocuses .. stand up in caucuses .. East to West from Africa to the Caucusus and state their eternal allegiance to the Creator Sun.
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With the most leaks the boat of democracy best floats
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Only the shoemaker can make the shoes. Only the wearer can tell if they fit. These
are the timeless words... of brilliant David Spitz
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What is destiny? The will of God. Since God is imprisoned in the hearts of all beings, destiny is ones nonharming desires.
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Night outs the stars .. they fall in love with their own light, realizing they need no other.
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He was of the school that one makes his own haiku rules. Why should he be bound by the straitjackets of dead people?
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In that life, the monk entered the labial labyrinth... he was not ready to
celebrate the path celibate... centuries later he once again entered monastery portals
...all desire for sensory experience extinguished
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"I must be about my Father's business" said the sun on the horizon rising..
as he in half the earth was raising the grapes into raisins.
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Because their hearts were full of compassion's waters, they often broke right in half..hanging flyswatters 220
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The tree branches God has joined together let no one cleave asunder.
The animal limbs God has joined together let no meatcutter cleave asunder.
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April is the most fragile month, when tender jade tenrils can be crushed by unconscious boots
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The fruit tree oer the brook drops her free food into waters dappled... the fish bob for apples
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Those depressing stormclouds grey... wand the world to green
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Like the beloved in a canoe paddled by her love is the willow tree trailing her lacy fingers in the lake.. wherever she breaks its blue mirror she paints the water sunset gold
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When the naturalist who defines plants as wild edibles
comes around, do the plants shiver and shake, quiver and quake?
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Some find peace most in the mountains. Some find peace
most at the sea. And some find peace most in the mountains oer the sea.
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Only newfallen laurel leaves in Richard Wilbur's laureate wreaths
for he takes only what Mother Earth gently bequeaths
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Breeze made blooms assent nod as Assisi's God whispered 'walk unshod' where dirt clods have vined into sweet pea pods
and hardened sod broken to goldenrod
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In the foothills of the Apennines old olive trees with grapes vined ...make
violet orbs of olivine... we think of this in Los Angeles at Olive and Vine
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Is God's favorite chapel sunlight dappled trees of apple? Her Ichi Ban shrine..trees of pine?
Her beloved mosque vine covered kiosks? Her best synagogue a cranberry bog?
Her holiest church woods of birch
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The grape vine did entwine and spiral oer the high clothesvine
.. and turned it into a trellis ... from divine fire knitting knots just above the forgetmenots
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All life is sacred but one day he chose that the Japanese beetle was greater than rose. Crawling in his greenmail* armour over the Goldsmithed bloom ready to turn gold petal fire
into pure insect flight. He found when he chose the bug oer the rose God gave him backendless blooms of rose
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Cool full moon light it is certain will shine through living bamboo curtains
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She saw on an African safari that Mother Nature had by Lord Hari
showered with several brand new jade saris
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Groundnesting birds, frogs, snakes, butterflies,
lady bugs, beehives, anthills, fireflies...all sliced or crushed as harvesters, lawnmowers and other machines roll unconsciously by
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Oliver Stone: Within the olive is a stone.. a living stone which can reforest the world with olive groves, birds' and squirrels' homes,
free food treasure troves, roots below to prevent mudslides, evaporating leaves which summon rain above
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He told us he had 9 acres in the Carolinas.. with grape arbors, peach groves, apple orchards and pumpkin patches, blueberry bushes
and nut trees matchless RTH
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Cut down that tree! the lumbermen cried She's so ugly and
so slipshod With her flaky head lost in the clouds and her feet in the filthy sod.. But all who loved her encircled her and kept her from the axe and the blade and in the spring with new roots she was shod and clad in a jade laceleafslip from God.
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Landscapers need not be landscrapers but bulldozers always disturb bulls dozing. 240
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The way of yielding water.. flowing.. being ...never preaching
is the teaching of the ancient ..I Ching
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Some cherrypick. Some plumpluck but Newton was given an apple windfall
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What are the jobs of apple trees To breathe and to be.. while apples come automatically. (to everyone who has been helped by the work of Steve Jobs)
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The daybreak sun in a state of ever-rest faster than mountain climbers have ever scaled Everest
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Gently opens the lake lotus the sun with his long fingers
.. and whether He sets or rises ...His light forever lingers
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Briefly the fins of the joyful dolphins cleave the waters.
Now to mingle again they begin.
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The seawind and wavedrift bring their surprises and seagifts
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The wind will in the windmill helps windfall to befall
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In a world of deep blue sea and aqua skies
welcome are purple sunset and gold sunrise
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If you don't build it they will come. If you let it alone it will grow
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LeBron in a dream said "Skip unnecessary steps." 251
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Another point of view: Those who dutifully shoveled their walks unwittingly later left a surface of ice whereas those who let everything go left a safe place to walk in the crunching snow.
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How do you do? said the rose to the bee. On the dewclad rose
said the bee to the rose I would rather do than to be.
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Can only the wind surf the grass seas?
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Infinite drops of rain gathered by river trains, now remain in the bowl of sea main.
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As the wind whistles, ripe seeds of thistle send forth their epistles. The wind will scatter them.
The rain will enkindle them. the sun will lift them
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Into the breach.. near the rocky beach... the seed of birch
the seed of beech and the hardstoned seed of peach
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Bog crannies are the cradles for crimson cranberries
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Once termites bored a hole in the holly on the hill. Now a gnawing holocaust of emptiness
where once Holly-wood was held. As time passed all knew Holly was hallowed because Holly was hollowed. Soon a beehive came graced with honey and the magic of the queen to the hallowed hollowed holy Holly on the hill.
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Each night the tree of nut out of naught knits neat nuts ....
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In the meadows pink lupins. In the forest, green Lew pines....
For a much longer time, last the fir shrines.
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Redwoods: faithful silent sentries.. standing for millennia
not centuries
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Only the forest green fir and the redleafed oak did hold their leaves in the winter wild
to make December's eves for the Baby more mild. Perhaps that is why they're the colors of the advent of the Christ Child.
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Oh Martin Sometimes your voice was the thunder Sometimes it
was the falling rain. Always it burst our hearts asunder..
and made them beat... empathic in pain. (to all who loved MLK)*
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In one famous life Paul Robeson arrived on earth with black robes on.
In previous lives he came into view arrayed in bodies of different hues.
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First Lady Sally Hemings....your liquid monument is the reflecting waters..encircling the Jefferson Memorial..
As seas receive slaps without responding, so you absorbed over and over the humiliation of being hidden in a back room...
before your and his children were sold on the auction block.
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Larry Doby and Jackie Robinson: Each thorn ... has become a rose Each scar.. has turned to star
Each taunt.. became slow admiration .. and then loyalty
until love broke forth like a fountain out of stony hearts
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Count Nikolai Pistoff when he heard the rates of the therapist was very pissed off
and thereafter spelled therapist 'the-rapist'.
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The incoming egalitarian tide melts the last ice of apartheid 270
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Salisbury decried adding another hue unto the rainbow yet we would add
saffron and jade and pink and rose and olive and tan, crimson and indigos
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As bells chime when someone enters or exits a bookstore
so Spirit sometimes makes music when souls come or go
from a body
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Every River Styx is a River Phoenix, the soul either touching
down into a new and better form or returning forever to
the kingdom of ecstasy

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He wished no induction into the House of Lords, but only
to return home to the Home of the Lord.
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Those who focused on the shock of shards as the phoenix
bird burst from his shell... nearly missed the sight of his holy
maiden flight... as he soared up and away.........and out of sight
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Death is the release of the bird of the heart from the ribcage of time.
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Buried as they are killed, beheaded dandelions, on the scythe their green blood lyin
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All will some day even those who have coronations
leave their bodies to crematers and coroners of their nations
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Angels threw an etheric butterfly net over him.
The reverse of impaling lepidopterists, they from the body's cocoon
set his butterfly soul free from earth's room
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Angels ring silent bells, as on their way to God, cockles leave their shells
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Those who love God the most sometimes like to leave early for Home
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As foam bubbles burst into the sea
in death Bubba's soul waters were set free
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Over the slain elephants' ivory grows the merciful shroud of ivy.
Angel light ultraviolet keeps both from further violation.
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Like caterpillars who eat themselves comatose
and then sleep as God weaves their wings
some are liberated after leaving their bodies.
Infinite are the ways God back to God all of us brings
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She shed her body. Her Spirit hovers around you trying you to cheer Hoping though tears...may fill your ears....that somehow you her joyful spirit hear
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That cheery cricket greeted me... and now his voice is still... but on the other side of life... God does his Spirit fill
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When on earth she fell into love. Now she has risen into love.
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We were born of 1 not 2 uteri....my beloved twin, you and also I
Now you hover round me like a sun shining from all sides.
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Barrie was a mixed breed dog with confidence and joy.. whose tail twirled over his back.. like a
clover blossom over a sidewalk. Barrie used to bury bread in our bedspread
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Swans, floating mounds of white, glide along on the blue lake .. though they look like icebergs
they harm none... they do not melt into their supporting water but rise above it. 290
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Reflected in the rippling creek, the sun was made a daisy...fragmented by the faster current into daisy petal sparks Windstirred and starred each unplucked firepetal traveled downstream while the full daisy sun remained and murmured SHE LOVES YOU EVERMORE SHE LOVES YOU EVERMORE SHE LOVES YOU EVERMORE
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Because Howard Zinn is one with God, he is one with all zinnias,
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As a nimbus encircles a flame..as a father holds his child
his love surrounds her. He has gone ahead to prepare her chamber
and yet he hovers around her
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Windows On the World, on Sept 11, 2001: At the top of the world
as they did dine...they died without an anodyne. And animals upon whom humans dine.. have died without.. an anodyne
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Mrs Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis: "The stars oerfixed you and downcast their glowing spears." By strangest alchemy starlight turned into tears. The plump pumpkin of your life was shattered. Its evergreen seeds were most widely scattered. By prearranged script by God and you cowrit your sacrificial strength did a grateful nation lift.
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No longer will families of those who committed suicide be barred from burying their ashes in the cemetery yard...for some are mystics.. who the translucent flimsy veil of life aside brush as onward in ecstasy to the Beloved they rush. They are fire-freed from limits of body frequency.
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The funeral's current of grief is of lightning bolts which strike even strangers...causing them for
no explained reason to release tears of rain.
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Sometimes they hesitated to sit next to him at funerals.. because he always made them laugh..
which harvested glares from people in grieving pews.. now he too has slipped from the
cloak of the body... and is making serious angels laugh.
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The sand castles have been waved away. The ice sculptures have melted. The pink chalk on the sidewalk has been rained away. The peach blossoms have fallen. But the love you gave is invulnerable. The love forever remains.
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Mother Earth has knitted strong knots in the faithful blue forget me nots. 300
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From your infinite eyes we drink Stars within skies of blackest ink
Please don't eclipse us when you wink.. but hold us in your eyes, Black Sphinx
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He remembered that pricks of the branches of the mistletoe tree can draw blood.
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Oh womanizer or manizer most polygamous... try as you might you won't be milligamous
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Serial womanizer Jack Frost had his face pressed to their windows.. asking them to come out and play.. before he disappeared again.
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That God is Universal Love means not judging the promiscuous, polyamorous, polygamous, polyandrous?
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Mary never needed to marry gold but a heart as cheerful as marigolds
She wed Bob.. who was holy and merry and bold And knew she
had married a heart of gold
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Rose of Akron: Through the fence pickets peep the pink roses and purple peonies.. their roots are fixed by love but their fragrance and light pour to the stars
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It seemed sun's love was off and on as he cloudcloak did doff and don, but he is always on with bright noon power.. not the twilight pink of dawn
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Four Flowers...: The Sun arose in Morning Glory, with His Goldenrod wanding Violet to Rose
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The bees' favorite couplet.. sunup brimming buttercuplet
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In the predawn violet... as they wake the violets... of the unsung.....birds sing...
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How awesome How sublime That out of muck and mud and slime....God makes lemons God makes limes.
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The sun arrays the skies in rose as He arises and rouses the rose
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April is aproned with apricot blooms.
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Dandelions summoned by the sun... spread gold parasols
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Little Tree, Little Tree, I wonder where you are
to thank you for the sweet pink fruit you did weave
from distant star.
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Wherever she has trod in the dell flowertrails to Mother Earth befell .. daffodils and larkspur and bluebells daisies and trilliums and cockleshells
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Weeding, whispered the Great Spirit...is plant racism
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Ivy and violets vy not with the violent. 320
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Why is the rose encircled by thorns? That she not be plucked
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Bursting blooms of bluebonnet to the sun sing silent sonnets
A beetlebored bamboo flute.. Yonder wind plays upon it
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Hawaiian breadfruit... shed your Joseph's coat of many colors..
your 1000 panes of stained glass mosaic.. and become 10,000 breadfruit trees
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Enpine the cone! Enoak acorn! Enpear the seed that inner
sun be freed!
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For every tree and wildflower He has willed the power
as He flows through all an effortless willpower
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Lilac'd fields Lilliputian the Lord of Love has many lilies
put in
A temple of God are all beings, every Lee, Obama, Blair, every Mandela, Chavez, Castro and Putin.
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As birds helped Cinderella to dress for the dance,
the peony made her debut because of kind ants
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Into the daisy the sun has spun his gold
and his rays has rolled into the marigold
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May and Mother Earth has gone under cover
hiding herself neath fields of daisy and clover
While all the world over new blooms are stitched by her sun lover.
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Impatiens teach patience as they weave new blooms from
the sun and cloud looms
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The meadows are asterisked by asters. Though they
seem randomly sprayed, not a single one has gone astray.
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Clover lamps with their curved necks hang over the cobbles
of a London sidewalk shedding purple light in their tiny world
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The glistening spider filament fluttered in the wind, spangled
with dandelion spores...a magic wand with not one
but many stars
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God needs no chain or buckle..to link the roots of honeysuckle.
Her herald fragrance runs ahead as her seamless threads delve in new beds.

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Like the anemone she has nary an enemy
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Above its jade velvet carpet, the moss sends shoots
of tiny lime stars.. shooting stars
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From the plane, one sees cloudscript...
.. ancient stotras of Sanskrit...
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As he walked along, he saw a slain dandelion with grey locks
and blew the down of the mower victim that there be new fluffy flower flocks after springmelt of fluffy falling flakes.
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Because the wind rustled blooming fruit trees
they released their fresh fragrance into the breeze 340
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Why has God his dew morngift sent?
For cider, butterfly drinks, for lilac and jasmine scent
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The orange tree... a green galaxy with many blazing
saffron sunorbs
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In the county of Fairfax in the meadows flagged with phlox, no more will horses be abused and beagles caged later to frighten the fox, nor ever again eat the flanks of flocks
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Most can from the apple tree pick spies
but only God can pluck blazing stars from the skies
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Within each acorn cloak are infinite oaks.
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Inch across the yard the bright rays of dawn
Striking magic wands cause flowers in the lawns.
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Unseen starlight flickers. In solar lux and rainflux melt snowflakes while spin goldflecked phlox and purple flax.
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The Japanese beetle sews eyelets in the rose.
Sweet wee weevils turn lilacs to lilace.
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Only the jasmine plant has a right to string garlands of its blooms.
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The morning sun does the throat of lark spur and blue the meadows with sweetest
larkspur
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They called the wind lackadaisical but because she in freedom blows
the world will never ...........lack for daisies
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Flowers consider bloom pluckers pedophiles.. who scotch the unroll of the scroll of
the petals' files.
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She wanted no bloom symbols of love eternal for their petals proved most ephemeral
and the flowers did not wish to be decapitated
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Nightzies too are the daisies though we can't see their glow
as the sun is elsewhere shining hidden by the earth's slow axis flow
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The pistil tong in the hibiscus (upside down bell) flower is silent.. nevertheless
its musical scent attracts the bees
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For His Cynthia God made Forsythia . she's first to bloom in the spring last to drop
her leaves in the fall
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Painters love flowers for their hues. Perfumers love blossoms for their smells. Bees other bees of bloom nectar tell. But Lady Bird loves cowslips for themselves.
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Niagara Falls: Two branches of the same river of God approach a cliff. Rocks cause the foes each other diametrically to oppose. As they roar
over its side, unhurt they emerge as one, some drops rising as mist to bless riparian trees.
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The sandalwood tree gives fragrance to the killing lumberman.
The pine in fire warms those who have slain her.
The cow gives calories, albeit toxic, to those who have murdered her.
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In Luke we are told "Her sins, which are many, are forgiven" What of the opposite... those who are the greatest forgivers? those who humble us all with their willingness to release the past? 360
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Beach footprints by high tide erased. Snow footprints by the sun melted away without a trace. With the pulling of the switch, metal filings are released. So do the forgiving melt transgressions.
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Like myriad snowflakes entering a tropical sea are the attacks of temporary foes upon your royalty.
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Embezzled heart, can you forgive the guzzling bee who has taken all your nectar? "He knew not what he did", young little bee.
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Long ago, his forgiving Lord turned his 30 pieces of silver to eternal gold.
The moon shattered silver into shards in the shallows and upon the seashore
But they've been gathered into One by the Resurrecting Morning Sun!
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The spouse saw his love entangled with another.... instantaneously demonic alchemy turned
love into hate for his lover. But slowly in time he let go... of the scarlet dye which had colored
the waters of his soul.
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When one can flow into his foe and witness his most bright soulglow
then love replaces the wavering of to and fro
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The tree's leaf plumes dangle with plums
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As the sun poured into her niches and naves and her coves and her caves Mother Earth cried "You violate me!" But weeks went by
and she spied April's apricot apron and apple blooms
and then she exclaimed "You violet me!"
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The river tarries not over the stones of karma. To seaward joyfully running is her destiny's dharma
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When the pond was smashed by his clenched fist..it became a cradle rocking for little fish.
Anger is the ore for lovegold.
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The frozen daggers of unforgiving icicles.. shine in the light but it is the orb of forgiveness
.. the miracle point at the tip where the icicle drips which most clearly reflects the sun
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Crocuses are blowing with the news..cows are crowing it and frogs are croaking it..
One most sacred place in Creation is the forgiving ground of Bosnian Serb & Croatian
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There are signs of the tide's inrush as the gulls come closer..as the sound of wavelave lapping brings peace.. and in the waters of the heart is a subtle seachange
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As two negatives when multiplied a positive make.. former foes who seek each others' good
cause miracles forth to break
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God looks on error as a mother looks on a toddler's fall* .. or on her 4 year old child's making mudballs or like the sun gazing upon sour fruit soon to be sweet*.. or upon a blow which releases water from ice freeze
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If you do now your heart unlock I promise in the future I will knock
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Does God look upon a broken vow as on a river not clinging to bough?
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Within the sheath are bright seeds containing future gold fields of corn
Just so grow joy's bright kernels inside the husks of cruel scorn
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The blue paint of the third eye cannot be chipped away..The blue eraser of the 3rd eye
cannot be overlaid. It cancels all mistakes of the past.. all dark portraits
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The seas do not record the weedcleaving swords of the unknowing oared.. nor does the heather neath highland mist seek to remember the heavy tread
which for wee moments crushed her violet head 380
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The river has changed in this second.....some of him has emptied into the sea.. some is being renewed by waterfalls in headwaters
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As a sword has the illusion it slices the sun's beams
so do the unforgiving have the illusion they have been harmed.
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Melt away now Valjean's pursuers, who had chased him through Parisian sewers.
Now he lets go litigious suers... for his soul and heart are newer
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She the sea.. receives red hot lava and transmutes it into green glass jewels.
She the listening compassionate ear turns anger into love.. with every word she hears.
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You cannot see how he is changing. He is a growing baby eagle with an unmoving shell
and within him does unseen the force of Godlove swell. He is water melting within
the towering iceberg spires He is coldform becoming formless through the touch of GodSunFire.
He is the April apricot leaf ready to unfold .. which will calyx the fruit as it turns to gold
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The clarified waters of Snowdrop Lake form from melted hexagonal snowflakes.
The heart unfrozen with new love flows as new soulspace does forgiving make.
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1st of the year snow had covered everything muffling harsh noises
softening ravine chasms with its silent anthems of peace.. its flags of quiet grace... Its visible amnesty, tangible absolution,.. muffling division.. resurrecting purity and forgiveness
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The sun came across an unreceptive clod who would not receive her beams.. She began to withhold 1 of her infinite rays from this dirtball..
but decided this was silly... and began to shine again.. universally in directions all.
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On the left, her haiku.. capsulized as
beautifully as any tiny nut in a shell..On the right, her seascapes...
infinite in their endless joy
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Humankind prefers vessels from which to sip infinity
... gobles from which to sup eternity.
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Is a swamp a pond.. in a state of despond?
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He placed no fence of pickets round his growing almond thicket
He wanted to give as freely as the sun and so he gave away almonds without tickets
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Concern for rubles or rupees, pounds or rubies, shillings or yen or farthings is from God's heart a far thing
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They thought the moon needed cloudwings to fly but the next night they
saw her soar alone in the sky.
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Herr heron no longer the freed herring hears

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Watching raindrop beads spark seeds into weeds..
Their rights were his creed.. and not what any other decreed
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One said that marriage is a tree.. do not break its boughs.
Another said: as a river flows beyond banks, the past's vows.. to the present bow..
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Spring melts snowflakes. Joy pops balloons. Roots burst the vase. Love breaks the cage.
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Dracula was free to think God's gladiolas gaudy.. and to run from
the morning luster.. of a seabubble cluster.
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Some like earthworms eat dirt and die. Others like caterpillars become butterflies.
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Bell tongs chime... bird flight time
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If there were left 1 sheet of Shakespeare's original words
perhaps Picasso would have it erased that he could ink up the easel space.
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Those who ordained that a fork goes to plateleft are the ones who use it as a
fleshspear. Their rules bind none.
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Free are the butterflies who as babies feasted on the leaves of
the trees round Cherry Blossom Bay 405
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A dragonfly on daffodil alights.. having donned a more dazzling dress as well as the gift of flight
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When God's green grows...it's rarely in rows....awry the rye rises...unruly the rose
Unruled the wind blows ...Unstraight... river flows...Unchained... fire glows...Rarely in rows.
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Sine nomine....with no signature does the apple tree freely give away all her fruit....
only a unique constellation of seeds her seal
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A constellation of Mt Shasta daisies.. untied themselves from their roots..
now these butterflies.. in freedom fly
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A sweet little pig, Alfred Beethoven....escaped with his life from the knives of a coven....Because God made him perfect with four hooves cloven..he is safe from Muslim Jewish and some Christian ovens.
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I choose not a campfire's sparks but the sun, not a puddle but the deep blue sea, not balloonjailed air but the wind and for my friend I choose thee.
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Criticizing someone who is heavily drinking is a summons which calls forth
the demon of the rumming.
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In forest glen lives Saint Len caring not for yen teaching love is zen.
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Shelter workers.. so patient.. for elephants in folding their tents.. take a little longer
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Oh Clara T.. a mind of perfect clarity.. heartfont of pouring charity
.. as in the woods of Cherokee.. grows allfruit giving cherry tree
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Kudzu, unthanked, hangs her tapestries.. on every telephone pole and happy tree.
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Fir sentinels stay and stand tall guarding the space where the waters fall.
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Santa's sleigh silhouettes the moon above sylvan framed snow.. the moon's silver slivers are everywhere
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The torch never diminishes its own fire.. when enkindling other torches through giving entire
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Watering apple trees in spring each act of charity returns amplified and summer
is in the fall applefied. 420
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She is a projected table rock in a waterfall.. always pouring out what she receives
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His mind does not bookkeep. His mind does not measure.
To give of heart treasure is his greatest pleasure.
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An overturned clamshell.. this slab of granite shelf This waterf/altar oer which
priest river pours himself....Poured out to all the amphitheatre below this offering of his sacred wine to his God and God's every creature shrine

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He attempted to live by ten tenets.. he tried to all to be tender, and never profit off of tenants
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Stocking Christmas window shelves for others and not for themselves seen by those outside
but not within the store are department store elves as anonymous acts of charity indivisible
are known to angels invisible more than to neighbors visible...
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Trickling time.. the tiptoeing tide in gifts silde which will abide neath the stars' shining ides
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They roll free in the mother peapod.. these green spheres.. these green pearls..
given freely by the Mother of all Peas and the Father of all Peace
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Wingless earthlings feed winged birds as the unliberated can advance the destiny
of the liberated and in doing so, our own.
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Inside the souls of all Chinese...children of Kwon Yin, the Divine Mother, a commitment fully to feed all the hungry..
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Evergiving, a world traveler, master artist, tennis player, faithful wife, mother, daughter, grandmother, out of love a dishwasher... there are too many petals to describe in the chrysanthemum of her soul.
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June 21st: .......night's requiem is warbled by the robin's reveille
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Each soul of God a ray Each with light He arrays Never does a single soul
forever goes astray.
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Cattails weave escape ladders for drowning bugs
while a friend's safety net of words.was enough to catch a falling star
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Snow silent swift...as skydown softly sifts.... and turns cloud
gifts... into earthblanket drifts.
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Through the silent night...miracles we did not see
.. icebergs of resistance slipped into the sea
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Do rain arrows come from the rain bow?
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As angels' inspiration descends it becomes clad in words.
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The low guru river from afar is invisible but its green line of disciple willows is visible
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The woodpecker was able to make in the tree a nave.. but only the sea's waves can carve sea caves
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Jesus said to 'consider the lilies of the field.. they toil not nor spin'. It is the sun which had them spun. 460
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The limehued silk of the corn.. each strand wand catches the dew of the morn.
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At the end of the season cornfields are downmown
The raintree remains alone secure in his throne.
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As the river roared through the granite chute, it
fell onto 7 granite bowls...7 pools below 7 falls..
as shakti flows into the crown and then every other chakra
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In earth's theatre, waiting in the wings as he slowly sheds his angel's wings
sacrificing freedom, a great soul.. becomes a lovechild God you to bring
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The raindrop slides down the lily leaves, taking none of the jade from their green sleeves
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To parched peach tree roots unbidden come silent streams.. underground, hidden
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Almighty is He who ignited the luster in each and every graped cluster.*
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He had an MBA degree and degree by degree overcome by greed he had become
Legree'd. Yet one sudden day he saw.... that he and God were We'd.
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Rainblessed, afoot! is a root.. the ailanthus grown a foot!
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The sun has melted winter fields frozen...while spreading His rays oer beloved Aaron Rosen All Beings His chosen
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Into the stream fell a samara shower, a flotilla of lifeboats in time for the struggling bug
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It is good luck to feed birds in flight that they need not slow down nor alight
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The Grace rain follows dry river bed hollows.
Soon are new shallows.. then deeps do all hallow
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A gathering of grey cloud mass.. communion rain for animals birds bugs trees and grass
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As desert shadows are more defined than those of the woods
so the separation between good and evil is greater there
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Raincloud flotilla, float not idly by, but rend yourself with lightning... that your grace fall from the sky
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Past life lessons became whispers which turned to buttons keeping my clothes on me.
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Though a seeming physical impossibility, the ark of each heart
contains every creature. Some do not yet know it.
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The sea assails the small schiff sails but by God's grace the boat prevails
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God is a nighttrain Who quietly rolls us out of 'the shadows of the valley of death'
as we sleep in one of His infinite laps 480
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As his light, sun spills into corn's kernel cells...As the bees' gathered amber is poured into hive chambers...so does God's grace...fill mind's gridlace
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A sailor in his cups walks along the pier and falls off.. the cold water returns him to sanity
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A dog is so cheaply bought.. He sells his heart
for all eternity for a handful of popcorn
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Birds chirp and cheep above the school chapel, for Chips
no longer serves chops to the chaps.
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Tiny wisps, the many teats on the grey cloud..
who nurses the trees as she passes out of form.
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Every day at six heures we thank God for enkindling Cesar
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Winter when God's unseen gift of breath becomes visible.
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A heavy storm... squirrels thankful.. for pine cones have landed..
near their laps
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The Franciscan friar ate no friers and thus made the fellow fliers more safe from fire
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Sunrise is apple fall
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To God's muses we are the peons. It is they who whisper delightful paeans. Their thoughts arrive so subtly ... to Rebecca, Luke, Jack and Ian
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Knowing Joe, Alexandra, Dmitry, Irene and Paula and Nicholas and Constantine
we say "How holy and generous are the Greeks bearing gifts"
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As when the rain jewels the jade pine's lace and a poststorm wind releases
her shower of grace....so when the healer touches with love one who is auffering
this sometimes releases a quiet tearfall
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Neighbors said the little dog had been dumped 2 days before on Howe Road. He waited 48 hours by the telephone pole for his family to return.
With each passing car one thousand times his heart rose and fell until he learned how not to feel. He was adopted. The tendrils of trust
grew slowly... It took a long time for his heart to heal but he is now happier .. than ever before.
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Cunningham Falls: It splashed It rippled It sheetglassed It soared It babbled It seeped and it soaped and it roared.
It pooled ..cascaded It gurgled seatoward but at its purest was bubbleless white foamless as Soundless it poured.
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When the suffering sound of others' tears falls into his chaliced ears..
he alchemizes them into cheer
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He was a vegan on plane bus and Amtrak. He knew he'd be free of ecoli and anthrax.
and he'd experience no appendicitis attacks while saving animals from the axe.
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Jesus and sunrays charge not payment for the healing touch of their raiment
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Angel stirred Bethesda's poolwaters healed because they never rejected any sent to them by God. Once a year the waters were stirred. Jesus had no such limitation.

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The heaviest fruit grows on pumpkin vines in horizontal and not vertical
lines... Near the ground the humble and prolific
their green umbilical cords entwine
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Do not dismiss the puddle. She can transmit the light of the blazing sun.
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"The meek shall inherit the earth." The meeker eventually inherit heaven where they live with the Maker of Meekers and of all Miracles.
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The humble rain rejected by the hard tree trunk.. entered through the dirt .. putting on his
nutcolored clothes.. and into the root seeped and up into the heart of the tree.
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He is not a Luciferian pastor who prefers to be the boss and master. He cares not for domination nor for denomination.. Nor does he engage in demonization
He is content to wash others' feet 504
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Near the sea the Mississippi's path is lowly. He flows with power.. he flows slowly.
Every drop he carries and his way... are holy. He is ready to give to God the Sea.... wholly
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It is the pumpkin vine in the dirt and meek who the waters of the creek did seek
From her the greatest cornucopia forth from earth did break.
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He once hit the waters of the Pacific with his fist.. wisdom then made
him a pacifist.
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She no longer feels sad that her body is bound by gravity .. as she
wings the hearts of millions.
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Icicle rows dripping in the light.. lines of exclamation
points!!!!!translucent with sun joy
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Spring willow streamers... the tree cheerleads the birds in branch bleachers
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Into shards the dreams have shattered.. the pain in the dream... has not mattered.
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From the chalice of his heart I drink love and joy. It is the only draught which quenches my soulthirst.
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The sight of him! long needles of light knit.. of a sudden weaving wings for my heart!
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As the pure bright mirror transmits the morning sun
we need not understand God.. but only pass God on
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The morning birds' melodies.. the woodpecker does counterpoint
How is it that his ceaseless drill... shatters the barriers to peace?
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Around the corner from the flesh food coroners, August field's coronation of a cornucopia of cornstarred cobs and (soon) cones of pine
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Laundry dances in the wind on the clothesline... empty scarecrows...of whom no bird is frightened
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The fields are filled with crystal balls of morning dew, each revealing your destiny: the morning sun
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Spring rains raise the wells Every one does upwell. merging as they overspill! A
new joy river they do swell.
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Saddened by the plaintive sounds of the mourning dove,
he decided to be silent or cheerful when he spoke. 520
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Feared lightning became the silver lining of the cloud of good change.
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Water spiders, skaters ..gliders, blissdarting shooting stars without external guiders
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October when each leaf is a stained glass aperture in the cathedrol of autumnal light
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Squirrels spiral up the church spires and down again to the spirea
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Alighting and taking off from the tiger lilies and phlox and sunflowers are hummingbirds and butterflies and bees,with no air controllers and no accidents.
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Sunwands turn rain droplets into blackberry drupelets as enkindled okra seeds acknowledge heliocracy.
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White morning glories translucent in the sun..bloom fabric stretched on its ribs like Japanese
rice paper lanterns shining with light
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As a shaft of light sweeps down a sootfilled chimney is God's delight available to all.
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When the couple midnight swam in the quarry, waving were the skies' reflections starry.***
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The ice sculpture fish has melted into his waters of completion.
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Melted the ice sculpture quince.. and flowed into roots.. swelling new quince.
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The sun is always overjoyed. Only Draculas his rays avoid. Only demons his rays annoyed
as with rays he fills night's void
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Magpies to starlings opine in the woods of pine. No matter their politics...their joy is divine
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Is the etymology of 'edify' that people knew hilarious Ed? Do merging rivers eddy..giddy about Ed?
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During rain or after sunset, sunflowers have their heads down.. but mostly they keep their sunnier sides up
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Every evening in the eaves birds are singing songs of Eve
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First came her lightning..then her rain first her humor with kindness in its train First the baptism by fire and then water's laving. First Uranus.. the way for Neptune paving
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His cat watches on the window tv his favorite movie: "Flitting Birds and Crouching Squirrels".
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Where they walk, in their wake, blooms suddenly burst awake. Stars give birth to baby stars.
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Perhaps the brambles, briars and wide brooks are to the barrister a barrier
but his Spirit beyond all bounds is always victory's carrier 540
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A little birdie flew overhead a traffic light of green and red. From her diagonal point of view she saw both crimson and lime hue. Obey traffic rules? Birdies need not. Masters listen only to the inner voice of God.
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The bee does not fly with honey on his wings.. matter is irrelevant where the spirit rings
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As mater births son, so all matter eventually brings forth Spirit
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To fight trophy hunters the hippos formed
an hippocracy. They work to end slaughter and lawmakers' hypocrisy.
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Legal statutes are frozen statues.. not the liquid law of love
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Birds don't worry about jaywalking.. as they go jayflying
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Arrayed against all the darkest night With all the arms and secrets and might
comes a rippling ribbon of dawning slight.. an omnipotent band of breaking light
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Not the will's resistance to surrender to God, but the Spirit's desire to flow into Love, as a stream merges with a river and the river with the sea
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No living animals allowed in the diner...only their dead forms on which to dine. There are no bare feet where people eat...only cadavers...corpses called meat.
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The morning sun rising on the eastern horizon blinded the viewing of the red and
green traffic lights.. as a direct connection to God's light overrides earth ideas of wrong and right
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Each flowering grass pillar had curved from the weight of its little lime caterpillar
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God the Divine Alchemist makes mangoes from the morning mist
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Om, the jewel in the lotus rests as kunda bloom pearls in petal snows rest
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The sun does his rays dispatch to the blueberry and the pumpkin patch.
He does gold peppers mint by the sweet jade peppermint.
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Clouds unfold, waves unrolled, grape leaves unscrolled, horses foaled, phlox flags unfurled.. all's right with the world
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The odds are 1 in 64 to have 6 boys and nary a girl, but if God ordains otherwise, the odds are 1 in 1 to have 6 boys and nary a girl.
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The Spirit conceives blueprints... one seeddream became trees of quince
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Twenty four hours usher in the New Year in a sacred candlelight procession. Eastern dawns break while Western midnights
join the invincible progression. To the gathering might of the new
and the power of resurrection...each being in each point of the globe
make sublime profession.
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Radiovoice comes in at night as through the window
streams starlight.. uplifting as the boat which pops
oer the horizon into sight.
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It is each heart-mind which decides how strong or nonexistent
are the rings of saturn. 560
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Is fickle Cupid the most prolific of all muses of poetry?
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Atop the sea light glitters. Neath the sea light glimmers.
Sometimes his love for her shouts. Sometimes it quietly shimmers.
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The stars each and every ...sparkle in revelry
while the moon continues her sunward reverie
awaiting his herald: the cock's dawn reveille
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Two freedom loving tumbleweeds blown together these windwed weeds
wended ever after as one through the winding ways of life
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Two roses dwelt above.. the very sharpest thorns. So high they
swayed in morning light their petaled fleece was never shorn
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Love is the sun..it can be covered with the shroud of a grey or white cloud
but it can never be killed or scotched or cowed
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She said it was more flexible to be polymated and bisexual. Her heart unripe
not yet ready to care that around him in shards lay his shattered heart
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As he sat across from a beautiful young blonde woman..suddenly he had a vision of her in her past life.. a centenarian man ready to die.. It was a maya lustbuster
For he'd been attracted not to her soul but her exterior luster.
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Sometimes as she wingwheels in the vaults of heaven the hawksquaw makes hawk squawks
.. but more often she is beyond the divisiveness of sound in the sacred silence of skyseas.
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From 2 dynasties of love they merge into a destiny of love
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Dusk sun at their backs. Its long shadow makes their 2 silhouettes one.
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I want to go to God on the road of you.
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Within the shrine of his soul, I kneel before the heart of my Beloved.
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In the hive of my heart, unstolen from any bees, is stored infinite love for you
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Ten thousand acorns don't equal one millenial oak.
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The leaves of the birch stay green longer in the fall... but the pine tree is the greenest of
them all
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She is a centenarian apple tree yearly producing more fruit She is a train.. each day
attracting more cars for her route.. She is a river ingathering each stream as she flows to the sea. With her every hour she wields more power
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Touch parents while they can know the touch, and trees before they lose their leaves.
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The cloud balloons were pierced by church steeples.. soon they's be ready to drop their grace on the people
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Snow silent swift as skydown sprinkle sifts and turns cloud gifts into earth blanket drifts.
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God has in mercy clipped a scene from His starscript.
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Each of us wears an invisible garland of skulls.. for all the souls we have in this or other lives killed, injured, consumed, neglected, for all those beings whose hearts we have hurt. God's mercy sometimes
instantly, sometimes through centuries, turns all the skulls to jewels.
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Because James Coburn was a Buddhist he was never a fast foodist.. The gentle man donned villains' robes and made people cry but in reality he would not harm a human bird or fly
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Wishes start as tender tendrils, yet as the oak's wood hardens, so do desires, sometimes blocking Spirit's fire.
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To God the sportsman surrendered his mallet the politician surrendered her ballot the artist surrendered his palate the cripple surrendered his pallet. And God handed back each .. multiplied by divine power. 585
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Hurricane Kate forced proud palms to padnamasakar* the humble ocean. Because she the sea everywhere has feet it's not hard for them to show their devotion (padnamaskar: touching the feet of the spiritual teacher)
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They called the weathervane a scattered birdbrain because the Wind Of Spirit moved her in His train
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How did the sweet rain transubstantiate to juice of pear?
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You dwell where dreams immortal are ushered through materializing portals
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When day's azure blues become eve's purple hues then violets are not blue.
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That flourish the forget me nots God fastens roots to stems with knots
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We want all others to love him because we love him.
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The large mango seed makes an orchard mangotreed,
but the tiny acorn unfurls into much larger and thicker groves.
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Now the Red Sea of clover is Bee-cloven But back to Queen Lover flies bee Beethoven
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Devoured by silkworms are jade mulberry leaves
... silkworms boiled alive for silk sleeves
.. worms and leaves.. for Spirit their bodies leave
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Birds sing the anthems of Spring. The faithful wind flaps the flower flags.
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Gold centered pink daisies.. their buds little balls of
pink yarn.. used to weave the pink clouds of the rising sun
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polymorphous water.. reborn as rain ice snow fog and mist
dew puddles brooklets
ponds, lakes, bays, rivers, foam, spray, seas
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What is the shape of thunder? a cloud?
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How amazing that Goddesigned slices of limes and lemons hold each
limedrop or lemondrop
jewel in its chamber until it is squeezed. Some of God's
gifts await in the wings just the slightest effort on our part. 600
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The bubble bursts into seaspray.. and then lifts off on solar rays
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If God made too lovely the cocoon, would the caterpillar
want to leave his room?
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Toads hop up the tree's toadstool stairway, and at its crown are by unconditional love..kissed into kings. Caterpillars creeping crawl along ivy creepers..soon they'll be loveglove
cocooned.. that they might have wings.
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As she began to focus on the grace rather than the pain, each little scar\ turned to miracle star
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The lightning only seemed to bisect the rainbow.. instead his foil magnified her beauty
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My cocoon is woven of threads of desire but the desireless butterfly will break forth to sunfire
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In one life she was Polyanna... in another, wed to polyandry, in a third PaliAnish.
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As the ears of crickets are near their knees
so those God-surrendered hear angels in the breeze.
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Angels leave miracles in the large sized begging bowls of dumpsters.
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Unencumbered the vine of cucumber climbs dead branch umber
pouring forth tendrils of trust while others slumber.
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The mind is a radio dispatcher which through prayer sends angels
to those in need. Yet her heart.. need do nothing at all..
the angels respond.. to her unspoken calls.
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At Blossom when they play martial music,..flowers are surprised
for God does not arm blooms.
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The wind reminded a tree ...the Indian Cigar on the heath
in total giving to bequeath..... to the little ones crawling beneath.....
a subtly fragrant blossom wreath.
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Raise the blind.. the room floods with light Plug in the lamp.. gone the night. Light the cotton.. it's gone in fire. God's mercy does fill every desire
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Round wonders flow from the tip of a magic wand.
Spherical music flows from the top of a baton.
A world of talk flows from the metal of a plug.
Angels pay back infinitely.... kindness to a bug.
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He thought 'it's just another water mirage'.. but it was the water mirror
of the rising sun.. in her reflections creating miracles
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The bee named Hector... needs no visible lector ....to read him the sector where blooms of great nectar.... pour forth fragrant vectors
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The spiritually handicapped .....need access ramps for easier entry into heaven
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From the Maker's majesty manifest myriad mangoes
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Because in God her taproot is grounded ....with love for all she does upwell....and so each of her heart's desire fruits....on her soul tree in satiety swells. 620
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God's highlighted synchronicities.....often come in threes..... trinities of simplicity
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When attacks come to auras spherical .....which transmute all to spiritual weapons boomerang upon the senders. This is spiritual physics, of laws of miracles
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With the sun's grace and of mist just a trace
the spruce ravels green lace out of pure aqua space
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What a wonder to see.. on the very same tree..
fresh blooms of youth and wise sweet fruit.
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We too can turn water into unfermented purple wine
by watering often our allgiving grape vines.
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Every sea is a Red Sea cleaving.. parting for Moses with his sailclad clipper All he need do is embark
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The sweetest grapes grow on oldest vines
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He who spun the sun.. the one which spins peaches... every one
He who weaves the waves He who holds every drop of all rivers
will carry us all back to the land of love.
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Over the threshold.....comes sun's freshgold Through the portal....spills his light immortal
In through the door.....Sol's firepour Wide now the gate..for destiny's date.
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Miracle points: The lion skull in the desert shelters a bee hive. Sea water through the aeons
has made of rock a rookery. Suffering has carved new caves in the heart.
In Tara's empty space miracles take place.
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Like falling rain oer lilyleaf tripped Like pure moon into bright cloud slipped
Like setting sun into calm sea dipped did Jesus' soul come to Mary.
Like communion chalice sipped Like the river oer fallsbrim lipped
Like dewdrop out of buttercup dripped was Jesus' soul born of Mary.
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God the artist can totally change his oil paintings faster than a star's twinkling... faster than clouds moon-winking
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Who turned the CAT in caterpillar to the FLY in butterfly?
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Friends with humor can melt away tumors ... of babyboomers
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He has rescued so many animals, his ark would have sunk
long ago... but divine grace keeps afloat his sanctuary boat.
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The mathematics of masters is that they need no mammon, no medium of money
to make and manifest their multiplying magnifying miracles. Their hearts summon manna.
Their souls grow mangoes.
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Rock carving rivers over time are trapped by their own liquid chisels.
God the Sculptor has often changed their and our courses.
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God can a pear impeach in a tree of peach and cherries entwine on old grape vines
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Nataraj did prayers answer and He healed the invasive cancer... now she's once again a dancer 640
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The full moon poured pitcher after pitcher of coconut milk into the sea..
and the sea.....she silvered it all.
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The full moon opalescent.. has lost weight.. is now a crescent
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A queen wears stolen crown jewels shining bright heisted from India.They glow in the light. The moon thief has also taken light.
She does herself array in sun owned rays.
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You are the nectar the hummingbird the clover. You are the bloom, the bee, the Oerhoverer. You are the beloved the Love and the Lover.
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Our hearts leapt each night when he walked in the door.. Sunset was our second sunrise.
Since he has left we have missed him every hour. Our earth sunset
will be Reunion's sunrise.
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Eve angel does not evangelize. Mystic power flows from the lovelight in her eyes.
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A tree stormbent horizontal.. had 7 parallel branches growing
straight up... like a parent who sacrificed for her children
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Saints know the love of 1000 followers does not equal the love of God.. Many mothers know the love of many biological or adopted children does not equal that of the beloved husband
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Only the most nurturing and empathic could help a cat live happily for 23 years.
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The silver rule: to do some good for others. The golden rule.. to love others as we love ourselves. Some rare ones follow the diamond rule..
they silently love their families more than themselves.
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Unlike the queen bee who stayed in 1 place because her wings were clipped by honey thieves, the mother bird stayed during the forest fire because her babies could not fly.
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In spring he took them on Mayrides. In summer he took them on Dayrides.
In the fall he gave them hayrides. In winter he took them on sleighrides.
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Many mothers and every tree are statues of nonliberty .. rooted by their love
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En and Em make verbs from nouns as in enjoy and in embark Love too moves verbs
from confined nouns as it gives the rooted the wings of the lark.
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As a youth he read only poetry, a bee supping only on nectar, an angel sipping ambrosia.
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Hexagonal are honeycombs and snowflakes
and the columns in the Giant's Causeway that basalt makes
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April south wind stirs October leaves of red into a mobile with no visible threads
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Unlike a freshman's trunk, overpacked, clothes spilling out,
the epigrams of Gore Vidal... have a world in few words.
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River carved Grand Canyon.. neither captured by a master's oils or a child's crayons
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Frogs croaking, raindrops softly dropping, woodpecker sculpting, lark singing... in perfect
harmony.... the symphony of God 660
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The wind's fingers stroke the tree harp and the tree's green fingers in turn stroke the wind.
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God's creations: the notes of Mozart and John Moats' heart
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The enraptured woodpecker raps his rhapsodies, in the apple trees and not the bush of raspberries
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This master of jazz is Mine, said the Lord of all Jasmine
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Like a green river valley is each of her poems. Strung together by the river, the nonviolent garland... takes us to the sea.
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The sun strikes the icicle wands and they flow into flowers. The sun sparks the icicle batons
making the music of melting asterisking them with miracle drops
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The applause for Pavarotti.. is as beautiful as his voice..
for it is the sound of many hearts beating as one each sending love through his hands.
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Like bells on a sleigh harness are white pepper seeds strung
in the inner chambers of the jade belltower.
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The bird orchestra has retired for the evening.. Later crickets leave off their chorus
But still the treefrogs played tirelessly for us
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The ornithologist described the lark's 'plain appearance'. It was not
his fickle eyes but the ears of all who waited for her song.
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When the night is most still then the nightingale's trill spontaneously spills
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For discarded faithful animals the slaughter auctions at the camel lot are no gracious Camelot
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The present's fleecy cloud wrapping is removed revealing
the jewel Sun streaming His own ribbons.
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Treeharps play without strings... nightingales begin to sing...bees forego their weapon stings... ..squirrels leap and twirl and swing.... drawn by hidden sacred spring
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With discipline they queue before dawn cue
tuning their orchestra slowly..to sing to me and to you..
the note choir gathers sunfire.. as they sing anthems of bird joy without surcease
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The sun does not preach as he the peach tree does impeach
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*Some Muslims believe all else are infidels. Some Christians think all else are going to hell. Some Jews teach that one is only chosen if born a Jew. Some Hindus write there is liberation only for Hindus. Some Adventists think they're the only elect. Some atheists think they're the most select. God loves all equally as the sun pours forth his rays equally in all directions, Among all, only the size of the opening to the God who indwells all, differs.
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The preacher was saved from a sermonizing against 'the london derriere' when someone
whispered to him it was 'The Londonderry Air'
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Harrison machinegunned the stars.. but starlight kept glowing
He gave a second meaning to 'shooting stars' as his own star continued to climb. 680
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Why do I mind more the unripeness in others and me than I mind the green fruit on a giving tree? Not until God's appointed hour will fruit become beesweet
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A child's cries in the store disappear with a cruel parent walking him out the door
but ....the cries remain in the heart
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Humane slaughter.. an oxymoron.. from those who don't
know.. oxen aren't morons
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As small flowers bloom at the tips of glaciers so do
unlucky children survive around cold parents.
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Crocodiles shed crocodile tears which blend invisiblly with riverdrops
when they are underwater. They cry perhaps when they are hunted.
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Margaret, when we see the Pieta, we think of you. But the
frozen marble of pain has turned to rising joy.
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The ice does not in pain scream when in the sun he melts into stream nor does he scream when he climbs into spiraling steam.
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We need rain to make a rainbow...through drops goes the glow
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His palate of pastels says "goodbye to dark hell"
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As Peter Sellers playing Dr Strangelove would with his left arm keep lowering his right arm's heil..so did the media paid pawns of the plutocracy occasionally forget to hide the strings
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He left unmolesteed the cherrystone clams and all other eaten animals and fishes.
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Jonathon Cherryseed cherishes the hard cherrystones, the pits inside crimson cherries,
the chariots of new cheery cherry trees who with boundless charity give away all their cherries.
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God answers and unfolds all from time's yarn ball
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Melting are the ice towers of Babel into the streams with their cheerful babble
and their iridescent rapids-born bubbles...They flow on unscrolling their Bibles of universal redemption.
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There is no crucifixion for the rivers flowing to the sea. Waterfalls
are a joyful experience for the pure waters of Spirit.
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Mother bird, why worry. Don't scurry. Don't hurry. No flurry.
Your babies... they are safe.
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Birds sit watching from the theatre's brick parapets waiting for popcorn eaters to
finish and feed them the rest
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Why do doctors call their customers 'patients'? Is it to obscure the financial arrangement of 'clients' and the many hours wasted in waiting rooms for overbooked appointments?
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Before the dandelions gold have their tents unrolled the black umbrellas must unfold
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To all beings manifests the manifold manna of the mango tree gently and
gradually... Some rest as gifts in high grass baskets
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He was alive because on that atom bomb day in Niigata the skies were gray *
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Those who tried to colonize Vietnam
have written on water. 700
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61 died that day in the 1st infantry in Vietnam. Rows of bodybags, the
fruit of war.. drying in noonday sun.
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Oh God to You we give thanks... that in time Polish horses... defeat
Nazi tanks
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How many have been blinded burned bombed or blown apart
by Hitler, Churchill, puppet presidents or Bonaparte?
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Weary worker ants rest on moss pillows grown by the ****willows while a
family of ducks floats on lake billows
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Pansies fringe the rusting panzers
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As the unchanging blue waters of the lake reflect
the gold, crimson, pink and saffron of the changing fall
so the peaceful soul absorbs the ups and downs of those
in crisis in answer to God's call
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Above a battle dark smokegrey and bloodcrimson in surprise
and silent contrast break pastels from the palate of sunrise.
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The fruit tree groves of life randomly grow
but Arlington's deathbloom graves... are set in rows
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a deep pool at every waterfall base
.. postcrisis waters of God's resting grace
Shakti has become shanti. Power has become peace
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God is rearranging the stars into a special script for you...
a fortune cookie strip of joy. a secret message, a puzzle
solution.
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There are the stars of purple framed night
streaming peace, pouring light
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Some call war profiteer cartels
'the US' but we the people of America
from Sacramento to Schenectady
reject such lying syndecdoches
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Those who wend their way on the opposite
side of the road are not our foes. Each stays within the
lines as peace on both sides goes.
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One has to choose between bomber pilots' wings and the whirring help of angel wings
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As many like holy Uri Geller can with mindpower bend metal
so prayer and positive thought can defuse and melt weapons.
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Downward falsified: war's casualty statistics ... truth raped by aims sadistic
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Divine Mother Kwon Yin sometimes veils her beauty
that it not create fear in her children.. fear to approach her
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The wind lullabies the lilac looms and fireflies
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The storm was full of menacing dark clouds.. hard cold rain..treecleaving lightning ..
now it is over and in the twilight 3 rainbarrels brimful of rain.. shimmer in the starlit peace.
Atop them lattices of fallen leafy branch .. lifeboats for any country mice.
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Beneath the morning star jewel.. arrive arrayed in gold the beams of dawn..
and though their swordshafts appear each other to pierce.. with crossfire and conflicting dreams
.. because they are made of light, they merge 720
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When children are cremated by bombing their bodies' ashes require no enbalming
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These innocent children of the poor.. now soldiers with the whole world on their exploited shoulders.. some of whom need to be resoldered
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Nonviolent is the violet light which wakes us from the sleep of night. Gently comes the dawn's twilight each step taken oh so slight.
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Worse than pedophiles is pedocide, abstractly bombing children from Florida computers
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If a biologist teaches dissection is he a necrologist...
desensitizing teens to cruelty and killing, funneling them into
careers of animal carving, vivisection
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Above, heaven's fields are a flaming flamingo feather pink while below palm trees'
flaming fronds fall set with people and animals on fire by bombs
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a barberry bush with saffron leaves..... on its branches hang rows of crimson raindrops...
as if the bombing raids of the distant war had rained blood here
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He was not drafted to warships but summoned to worship.. not to soldiers' gassing
by 'friendly fire' but called to the Higher Fire
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Waves scalloped shield the scallops. Blue lips and cherrystones
hide protected by Neptune's throne.
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In the Party Green welcome are all shades of Green except for the green in the burger's gangrene
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He ends the blood of unjust wars. Red is his peaceward passion. He works to end all suffering.
Blue is his deep compassion. He always shows silent serenity. White is his shadeless dispassion.
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Willow branch fingers trace in the pond painting the water.. sunset gold
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As fog fragments and imagination's figments
swell trees and do new figs mint,
so every good wish is answered by God...
(yet 'the chains of gold bind as much as the chains of iron')
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Where aqua sky meets deep blue sea, the hearth of the
orange sun was in the west. Through the night miraculously
the entire fireplace was moved to the east, as resistant
thoughts can join winners between dusk and dawn.
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Rotting fruit contains living seeds which shelter infinite
orchards.
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Bright sunwands as they unfurl cause the chrysanthemum to uncurl
.. so cause loverays unbidden to ope heartchambers long hidden
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Because the water trough has several leaks
the apples on the tree nearby have rosier cheeks\
and Look! how have grown the lovely lilacs
because the roof does leak
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Santa may have 1 sleigh, but Abba's sleighs are infinite..
endless is the pouring of their gifts.
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It was not a peace officer's rooflight but the sun flashing
hello in the rear view mirror, saying the past of everyone
is holy.
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The mosquito was trying to be like the bee who avoided all blood including
A or B positive as he buzzed around being positive 740
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A patch of moss moose-marred ...where
the rain pooled in his print, mice make merry .. before
mirroring the Evening Star
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The darkest before the dawn does the dew create
and rests the dormant doorman.
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The cornucopia within cornstarred cobs and cones of pine
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Out of great Nought, visualizing thought, electric blue prints
have for each wrought what she or he sought
.. what she or he sought...turning to 'be' from every 'ought'
(to the Kinneys of Korea and other points)
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Every raindrop is a crystal ball
foretelling thoughts of perfect rainfall.
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Electrically thoughts magnetize matter's tiny particles
as the skeleton of a sunken ship attracts barnacles.
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The break of day! The crack of dawn! Look not at night's
shellshards but at the newbird sun!
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What her omnipotent heart ordained, her obedient will obtained.
(to the mother of S B Everett and J Brunner)
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When comes eternal noon? When soul turns around each no to on.
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Rising waters in a quarry.. fill every niche and nave..
Spirit's rising waters grant each desire in heart cave.
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A single silent green light empowered a line of awesome truck might. A single
band of pink dawning light
pushed back the entire greyblanket of night.
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Can one brake the break of day? Can one brook the coming dawn?
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When the pond was smashed by his clenched fist.. it became a cradle rocking for the little fish God transmutes anger into love
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Sun rays weave Out of eternal ethers.... into purple heather ... as tiny thought feathers... become love's tethers.. melding 2 together
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We are chambered nautili.. in each new life in more spacious chambers we lie..
until we return to God... by and by
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As rainarrows are released before the rain bow appears, thoughts precede action.
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As God is infinite, universal, unconditional, perfect Love, all beings are written into The Book of Life.
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Every mature tree from twig to root yearns to be home for flocks of birdfruit.
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In the mountains...God has massed his thunder. Belief can hasten the power's breaking asunder.
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You can reshuffle the deck of fate anytime. You can multiply the aces you are given..infinitely. 760
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Peapicking, pecan pecking plum plucking, pear pickpocketing squirrel
packs his loot in his cheeks
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Only a tiny line of blue says the sea is on the horizon. Only a tiny line of pink says the sun is about to be rising. Only a raindrop on a leaf but it reflects many stars.
Only a smile on the face sparks timely grace
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The despised weed ..the rejected wallflower ..the most shaded place
Job seemingly God-abandoned... the ugly duckling ..reindeer Rudolph before the foggy night
but now the square moves to trine and materializing dreams do them entwine
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Blue spruce spires... their steeples point to blue star fire
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Out of the sea the sun aborning Not adorned but all adorning
With His awesome light of morning Says to you "Come! My Mavoorning!" (to Ethel Lynch)
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O God Dweller in the Heart of Every Being, release now and forever the joy latent in all
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Jack in the Pulpit has taken up silence.. to his new sermon none said
'ahem' ...many said 'amen'...
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Pen chisel carves tunnel out of feelings' mine cavein
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God and humans both know of love unreturned. The difference is: about this God is unconcerned.
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Held the dew the concave butternut better than the convex buttercup
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From all eyes shines God's light ... from every human, bird, fish and mite
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The mind of a genius is a sky piled high with lightning forked thunderclouds.
The desireless mind of a master is blue with nary a cloud.
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She was not forced to walk the plank into the ocean of her Self ... she was ready to dive in
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Deity winds blow into the Lungs, the Temple of Breath
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Sipping from a teacup he mulled over the day's deeds ... from a teacup brewed from red clover seeds
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Trees of January like Job continue to lift their arms in prayer
though they are powerless, unable to speak or move, their leaves stolen.
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He took off his boots, but still the discalced elephant
caused harm and so he decided to meditate in the pond.
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As a telescope turns the pinprick of light into the jewel of Jupiter, meditation gives tangible proximity to God who indwells all
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He feared when he died he would slide to hell down a slippery funnel but God told him he'd rise to him... through a lightfilled tunnel 780
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The bees' buzzing omkar to blooming little stars
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One thought Britannia once ruled the waves. Another thought: India rules the quiet depths.
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The sun does nothing but meditate.. yet flow his rays in 360 cubed ways. He is focused on one point, but his energy transforms..all points.
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As he saw.. his fears were allayed..for there was the sun
in mornlight arrayed.. there were the trees with springblooms sprayed....answered were the prayers.. that he had prayed
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Sunrise does night shadows shatter.. for all sre Spirit
not their bodies' matter
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Knowing that if he took any more animals in his ark would
sink, he began to pray.
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Flowers don't chase bees. It is to the safe meditator at the treebase and not to the hunter that
the shy deer comes. Her serene quiet heart magnet.. like a crystal ball
invokes the form she desires.
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As rivers slowly deposit their sands in the sea... and suddenly there is a new sandbar..
so God's angels stream slowly into our minds.. suddenly a complete vision appears
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Faster than God answers when His Name is invoked are His
responses to cries of agony whether silent or sounded.
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Dreams are messages in a bottle washed upon our shores from the ocean of God. They are script of the night seeded by angels.
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Is it easier for meditaters to focus on a form than on the void?
How can one pinpoint infinity?
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They tangle the edge of the river with vines", to me in meditation said the Divine... not meaning that one should walls de-vine... but attachment reduces the current of shakti He reminds.
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Not in the morning (mourning) pond does the Lion wash his blood", He said to writer in meditation. So many meanings of this koan... one of which was that the evening pond, pink with the glow of the setting sun, does not reflect the blood on the lion's muzzle. Listeners should see only the divine in others.
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The dawn is dewing. The awakened, doing. The bee is beeing. The yogi, being.
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A willow grows by living waters but a lotus lily is by them surrounded
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As the branchweave is a grid through which we see the sky
so does the mindgrid the One reality distort and divide
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Only God is God fullblown. The rest are God in bud.
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Visualizing gentle weather... billions together.. humanity becoming one bird flock moving together
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When someone projects negativity , it's as if
a painter invaded his victim's home and painted that ones kitchen black.
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She came across a mirror crying and she did ask him why..
he paused.. and then..this was his reply:
the warrior says I'm violent The courtesan that i'm a ****
The little boy: I'm immature.. The overweight.. likes not my gut
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Onto us God's projection of His own perfection
melts away our thoughts of rejection.
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Younger souls project darkness onto what old souls do
as waters reflect in darker hues, the aqua of sky blue 800
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Some people are Mirror Lake, sparkling in the sun's reflection.
But don't dive in... for there are hidden sharp projections.
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One cannot add enough antibiotic powder to make safe coprophagous clams' chowder
To abstain from eating beings of the main is safest in the main
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The flame of both lard candles and pure ones can transmit fire... and glow with spirit light.
Nevertheless he bought only pure ones..... because pigs and cows have rights.
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Among nature's purifiers are wind, water, earth, and pure fire
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John Kennedy wanted a Mercury mission, but not mercury emissions
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The health department establishment tell us to wash our hands frequently...
yet re the filth of eating animal cadavers... they're on a silent frequency
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As one honking horn disturbs hundreds of ears, so one angry word shatters peace into pieces.
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Dawn's breaking quiet begets bees' buzzing riot.
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Three quiets merge.. the silent snowsift.. night's fall swift and the stillness of the wilderness
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God has said to revile none.. rather to revel as He God as Love indwelling each reveals
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Raindrop circles expand in the pond.. echoes of the silent splash
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Yogis sometimes roll up the red carpet of welcome, the speaking tongue.
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Bright orange trumpet flowers grow like clapperless bells.. as saffron clad monks prefer silence
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The boat leaves foam wake. The canoe, ripples. But geese leave no trace as they fly.
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Misogynists wish women to be tongueless belles, as silent as the meadow's tongless bluebells
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Basho taught us the pond has no sound no refrain.. until violated by a frog, a stone, or fingers of the rain
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The pain-inflicting doctors who play at science debark captive dogs so that they may hurt in silence.
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Love's quiet triumphs over hate's loud trumps
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Mums outlast lilies. Her silence always outlasted speech.
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Sunny dandelion tents collapse for the night. Birdwings infold in the purple twilight.
Shutters close but peeps through the inner light. Eyelid screens fall.. for dreammovie delights. 820
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The sweet echoes of the green-girt geckos sweetly foil the sound of silence
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Near the jade pepper temple hung with quiet white chimes
grows the citrus tree weaving translucent veils of lime
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Fluffy flakes fell, flickering in the starlight, flecking the lamplight.
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Oh Julie .. God's sun is shining She is grapevining and the grove tree now she's liming
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Oh what a blessed relief! to see April the trees re-leaf! and a windbussed Noreasterfragrant with Easter melt away the last ice-lings of grief.
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the bee the purple blooms did rape .. and now there are sweet violet grapes
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Jesus said 'greater power shall I give to you'.... the power to be resurrecters..... only confining thoughts can limit our actions
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A fallen petal of a purple rose fell onto the clover... I thought until I spied
it was a butterfly.. who unfolded her wings and flew up high
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Glass shatters.. neath sunfire.. each shard reflecting his orb entire
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The Great Lord can behind him twirl... vast universe' gyrating
swirl... that his rebellious insurection
.... become his glorious resurrection
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No lid for the cups of sunlemony buttercups..
they just infold to escape night cold..
but in the morn... once again unrolled...
once again their cheery chalices of gold do dewy dawn hold
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One upright responsible pier pillar after another yields in the night to the
hegemony of the flowing tide.
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Those who took opposition roles...
were midwives of her strengthened soul
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The sun arises and rouses the rose. In raspberries,
His arisen rays are rose.
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A wee teardrop reflects a star. The tears dry.. remain the stars.
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Meet the sea the icebergs melted
.. and now reflect the sunrise molten
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Every dawn a straight rainbow of promise is on the horizon
...heralding each heartsun's rising.
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As resoldered metal is stronger than when first forged,
so the resurrected are paradoxically more perfect than
the Godcreated original
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The soul's essence is ever in God's presence, and unharmed by the
fires of creation or the ashes of cremation.
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He was so loved by all creatures that when it rained
a cloud served as his umbrella. 840
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Filling every inch of the line of floodcracked cement
is a thread of velvetjade moss
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In the empty chalice of the rivercarved grand canyon
dawn has drawn with gold pink orange light crayons.
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Candle flame fear not results if you ignite the snuffed candle's reborn light.
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As a clock with no hands can register time as the sun plays across its face, so Spirit needs no body in order to manifest its power.
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How has each apple tree's barren branch.. burst to wands of blooming blanch?
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At the base of the birdfeeding pole, a perfect circle frames it... the lace trace of birdprints, as they ate the seeds which had a precipitous fall
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God the Divine Genie is waiting in the bottles of all hearts
to answer wishes.
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On Ararat rests the ark. A rainbow is born in the dark. Out of silence bursts
the joyful song of the lark.
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Night swallows the swallows' trails and swallowtails. Dawnfire resurrects them
entire.
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Within all beings the Spirit dwells removing all cursing spells, creating tongs for soundless bells, wanding every halfshell into full shell.. causing stone hearts with love to swell..
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The feathers of the Phoenix bird are not always flakes of fire..
sometimes they are mercy's falling waterdrops
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Out of the pain of hell so low.. was born of goodbye the sweetest hello
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Over the mountain's Eastern ridge Of a sudden came Mornlight's dawnbridge
Which distilled into Matter And became a light ladder ...transporting them Wherever they wished.
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As he graces moated castles with spring's pastel tassles, the sweet pea king is beyond peeking
into power behind thrones in Peking or who will be the British king
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Bluebirds sit on the barren black branches of a winter tree.. It is not their gentle touch which will resurrect him but the God ever within himself.
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Out of the humus, born of humility.. springs the lily.
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to Jesus' fig tree: He did belittle you.. but soon he'll bebig you.. and in the spring with blooms he will wig you..
In summer he'll summon jade garb to resprig you.. And this fall with figged twigs he'll refig you
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From the Palisades we saw a diamond backed rattler radiant in the sun
.. rippling his rattle arcing to strike the Cuyahoga Valley to evergreen life...
.. in every drop of his river flux shining with the sun's own lux
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Who besides a snake can swim in the grass?
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Call no demon names. Focus on his divine core. See the gold
within his ore. 860
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Sooner or later ...even Satan's minions ...are beyond opinions lifted by Love's universal pinions.
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A playing boy's discarded stick became the father heron's
beakborn gift... for their nest a new twig ...
the rejected stumbling block.. to the temple's
cornerstone he lifts
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Said the mother fly to her gay child..... be strong when the cruel
call you a maggot ****
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Dawn tiptoes... and treetoads' toes.... she tips with rose
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The spilled seeds swept out the door became corn on the cob from corn on the curb.
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Light passes through trillions of unique beings' prisms. Each
prism casts a unique pattern of light. But every one of them is
light. Everyone is truth for that being.
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In every weed the angels nod, as she spins her lace from sod. Only boundless love is fit for God.
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The ants who build wee little hills in the cracks of sidewalks trust in the gentleness of humankind.
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In the cartoon a man with a manicured crewcut perfect lawn shook his rake at a stray puppy and yelled 'go home!'. A cartoon script bubble pointed to the dog....as she was
thinking "I don't have a home."
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The most beautiful places are the emptiest spaces
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Birds are happy with the branches of a dead
tree on which to rest...dead sticks with which to build a nest.
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In the sea, a zillion strong singing each his own song,
every sweet sponge.
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Archivists are wavecounters.
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Fast weaving privacy screens, bamboo curtains
.when alive.make the world beautiful.. it is certain
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Not dressed in uniform is the rose.. but she is clad in civilian clothes. Informants
thought she must be working under cover.. with some of her petals furled and close.
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Such a simple thing... a ball of string ... to help the vine grow.... to the spring
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Never did the tree of beech or the palm on the beach or the orchard's fragrant peach
.. of the sun his light beseech
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By the babbling brook and the bubbling fountain near the bobbing buoys
and boats with baby boys birds are bibbing dew
and bees are bibbing too
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We go by much too fast the hidden gates to see
.. the quiet love.....silent caring.. anonymous frequencies.
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He makes the microscope... a macroscope..
as he magnifies for mere mortals the rights of the minuscule 880
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Maple leaves... gold stars.. gently fall down.... Mother Earth giving everyone an A
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She was criticizing him. the words hurt.. yet rivers of rosepurple light flowed from
her hands and feet.. like a song whose lyrics were lost in the exquisite melody
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When angels see someone risk his own safety to speak the words of truth and peace, they give of their own feathers to wing his words. And God then multiplies their wings.
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The squid ink of war’s imbedded journalists.. is meant not to clarify but to obscure with dark clouds.
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Amod told me of Waccha Siddhi...which means that one always tells
the truth, devas and angels turn his words into reality.
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Mirrors do lie ... they fail to show God the Indweller... residing in each being.
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As their voices are one in sound so the choir's uniforms convey they act as one, whether it is humans in a church chorus or frogs in a seaside symphony.
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A champion racehorse at the winning line, unattached, eating the
blooms of his victory wreath
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The apple tree's blooms spun by sun looms dropped for fruit to make
room .. swept away by wind broom
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Wishing order he'd been a cuthappy lust-er but entranced by tiger
lilies' lustre he began to leave alone God's surprising little clusters
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The conductor must choose between the proferred bouquet and
the baton, between the past and the future.
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A white heron flock flies across the jade cypress swamp canvass. A
script of winged words triumphant.
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My Jesus is the Lover of the Prodigal Son, the 100th lamb, the leper, the sinner, the prostitute,
the demon possessed, the crucified thief. His sacred heart sees only how to end the suffering.
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The grape vine's love has the junk yard conquered
.. greenpeacing its metal with grapes of concord
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There are many paths over the bay.. the stone bridge.. the foam wake of boats..
.. the glowing path of the sunset..
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Icarus, after several tries, is now one with the sun. Sisyphus, first helped by angels, and
then on his own, has taken the stone to the hilltop. Juliet, schooled in the holy art of
resurrection, has vivified Romeo. Duryodhana is a hero of nonviolence now and the
Indian revolutionaries who were by their occupiers cannonized... are now canonized.
Music invoked by baton. Lightning drawn by the rod. Metal drawn to magnet. Compassion summons God.

Will, your winded wings will win.
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The wind whispers to the willow wisps... they grow with new will
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Love whips not our poor wills.. but summons
hearts like whippoorwills 900
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The stars change their courses and revolve around those who align to omnipotent resolve
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Over a summer God turned the soundless dew into juice of lime. Long ago in an instant Jesus turned water into wine. Now in a moment the Higher Power of the surrendered alcoholic turns wine.. back into water.
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Let me not eat the fortune within the cookie nor the mango's seed
.. nor through indiscipline fork myself in the heart
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He never takes no for an answer He mines for love
with a diamond drill.. His endurance is an act of will
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Grace and hope the parents of will There are no walls Where there is will.
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A full moon face shining with empathy for all... a profile as craggy as the Himalayas
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Said the vine of her wine: "I can't I can't. I shall not recant. It is
not I who abused my grapes....but she who did the bottle decant"
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Wind chimes play not on time... but when the Spirit moves through trees of lime.
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The South Wind has for the evening donned jasmine scent*
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The wind weaves many white caps so quickly for the blue sea
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Mother Wind moves the water rocker to and fro on the stormy sound's deeps. On the boatcradle by lapping waves she is softly lulled to sleep.
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The wind has blown away the cloud cover.. and the pond's reflection from grey to blue clover
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Clouds' whitewaterweave covered the sky.. and yet everywhere there was a patch of blue.. it was a different hue... here aqua.. there cerulean... or teal or indigo
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The east wind blowing westward marries the falling rain
turning her attention elsewhere
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Crosswinds quilt the Connecticut River ever so slightly but still the waters flow to the sea.
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As gauzy veils lie on the shoulders of the slender, as avalanche clouds pour through tall firs, as morning mist rolls through ship masts, do monsoon clouds flow over the peaks of the Himalayas
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Froggie croaks on his rock dais encircled by dizzy daisies all the day long.
The wind makes them wave in applause.
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They thought her a clinger and him upright and stable. But it was the tomato vine and
not the tomato stake which put all the food on the table.

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Inside the soft peach flesh lives hard peach pit. Inside the hard peach pit.. eternal pink peach fire.
Inside the sheep's clothing lives hard heart wolf. Inside the wolf's belly the wolf planned the lamb.
But instead.. inside wolf's heart the Lamb of God.
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The sunset dyed red cloud like Jesus' Turin shroud
rinsed by night of blood in purity shines outloud. 920
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On an Asheville spring hillside.. the divine lamplighter
ignited the mountain laurel's purple candelabra.. with her
constant praise to the Son and Abba
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A spiral swirl of windwed weed Each tiniest wheat-hued needle caught a globe of dew.
.. a crystal rosary of 59 beads already goldchained inside...awaiting only the Jeweler
of Morning to forge thislinkling and lift this love aloft to the Lord
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If it's kind and in prayer you ask it, God has it for you in an Easter basket... and rarely this even involves... raising someone from her casket.
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O Ganga in Bangladesh may you never again be the goddess of
death.
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The glow of Poornachandra... gives birth to Poornananda.
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After God ordered ocean to quaff the flooded world He sent a ribboned rainbowto say Never More...But when Neelakanta drank venom of the globe He sent polyribboned rainbowl:
a sky of liquid ore!
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His biographers said that Ramana Maharshi first fed the animals at his ashram, then the beggars, next the visitors, then the ashram
residents and finally himself.
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Her rattles Kali snake in a dance does shake When she strikes the curtain falls and maya is shown as a fake
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The cloud darkens, Indra drops gray grace. Baba's fingers will and drop vibuthi gray grace
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In the distance mighty roar many leagues birds flew to see onto which the Ganga pours
Shiva's brow Almighty. Eternal mist of cataract Wed to Light of Iswar's eye
bears Ganesh of Parvati.. Rainbow of Eternity
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The olive tree is the altar of Allah. On it Allah has placed free olives for all.
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Does anyone yearn for sunset more than a pious person fasting during Ramadan?
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A dreammaker whispered this to dreamer: "Hazrat.... Love for this came humankind into the world. Seeking and finding it they need
come no more
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Drawn to morning prayer, a flock of birds, not having removed their
shoes, dance an airborn minuet round and round the minaret
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Oh Bawa Muhaiyaddeen... you filled your simple mosque in a poorer part of town with white light... your love so strong that babies crawled to you from their mothers.
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The Quran says many times that Allah is All Merciful. The mercy of Allah embraces all.
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It was said of Mohammed that he came across a mother cat and her kittens sleeping on his
cloak. Rather than awaken and move her, he cut away for himself only that portion of the
cloak on which she did not lie. He had been a camel driver. He would allow none to beat
camels, and reminded others to feed them well.
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Buddha was a Hindu. Jesus was a Jew. Getting caged in labels.. blocks the God in
me and you.
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God's lightning cleaved the heaven's asunder.. and out of them S/He spake in thunder...
There is no such thing as a Jewish hunter!"
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The Torah says to feed ones animals before oneself. They are voiceless and need help
in bringing food down from the shelf. 940
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They accused Noah of being an animal hoarder... but his heart
had no other options

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The Buddhist saw that when his wrist was tired the Wind came and moved
his prayer wheel for him. Spirit Breath comes and goes
and the lung prayer wheels move to and fro.
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A 3 year old baby girl..in a Chinese restaurant.. wiping the window glass for her parents.. in desirelessness she refused pennies, paper, toys....her radiant smiles clothing all in her joy
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This purple bloom of milkweed.. its sphere made of 108? spears
symbolic of the Buddha.. 10000 lives taking him to perfection
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No creature is thought a pest in compassionate Budapest..so great is Buddha's Spirit in allembracing Budapest.
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Day by day the vine has crept While others soundly slept.. up the trellis she has stepped,and where climatis has for joy her petaled purples wept Buddhists have only with feather brooms swept
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Saffron robed monks Buddhist are seldom seen in seaside camps nudist
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Light ribbons from the Buddha's full moon do his holy shrine festoon. His Spirit moves the
bamboo grove... by the lagoon.
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A Tecumseh museum... with axes and knives hanging from the walls. His Spirit walks through the large highup room opening each
shutter. One is then aware only of the supernal blazing light.
*1 Atheists cannot see infrared or ultraviolet rays, nor hear more than an
Infinitesimal fraction of sound wave frequencies. Atheists know the tiniest sliver of knowledge. Only the omniscient know all the factors and are entitled to judge what is real and what is not.

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A gentle cow reading Leviticus found that cloven hoofed animals
are forbidden for food. And so she did cleave each of her four.
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Above.. the starstrewn sky Below.. a landmine-sown earth lies.
Above the pastel spray of breaking day... below the battlefield's crimson and gray
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At a defense contractor luncheon, the eagle ice sculpture drips water
from his melting beak. Frozen form
becomes all form. The waters of peace are flexible not rigid.
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May no illegitimate
leader's illegal wars hasten any 'til death us do part'
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Babe issued a press release.. "they tell fibs..
.. I have no ribs to spare.. no spare ribs"
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Because of her the world will sooner bring.. a world of no more
suffering.. where none are swallowing....a chicken's or a swallow's wing
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Butchers unthinkingly smash the hour glasses of mammals' lives.
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Do plants have feelings? said one and the other replied:
Wallflowers must have broken hearts. 960
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Emma Wood said 'animals love vegans'... It's also true that
plants love fruitarians.
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Factory farmed hens: unloved they are born.. nameless they
live... innominate they die... ungrieved in stomachs they are buried
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He stopped fishing for reasons of mercy
and saved himself from radiation, worms, lead and mercury.
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How do the words of the Peaceful Master become the tirades of
warmonger pastors?
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How many daisies does a daisy cutter bomb cut?
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In India the bloody footprint of Alexander's throne
lasted as long as a twig cleaves the sea into which it is thrown.
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It is not recorded in the words of Tennyson
that Ben Franklin got sick when he ate venison
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Kneeling to God, all weapons' Wielder, he became a
weapons yielder.
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Lambs go more quietly to their murder than pigs. Pigs fight
hard against the knife wielders.
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Less likely to suffocate fishes or cause their suffering
are suffragettes and meditative Sufi rings.
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Little chick fertilized within the eggshell basket
.. Of Thee God he asked it... that none turn the little shell into a marble casket
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Many are footprints of the harshly shod which have trod smashing little ones between the booted and the sod

Neither the barbs of the blackberry bush nor the thorns protecting the rose act aggressively.
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NASA secreted hundreds of mice into the hold of the shuttle. Each was a
spacemouse.. each was a scapemouse.
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Neath obsolescent mower it used to be that crickets make a final peep.
Fireflies' lanterns snuffed beneath the skies. Bumblebees' pollination
stops Caterpillars do not become butterflies
Seldom are birdwatchers seen... in factory farms
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Oh a cockroach is better luck than a cricket upon the hearth.. for
she magnetizes to your home those who love every heart
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That general bombed so many into bodiless realms stygian. Now his stone statue has
new epaulets... the droppings of the pigeons
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Robins need not squabble over a stick for their 2 nests.. for there are dead sticks everywhere.
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Spaniards are ending the waving of red flags toward crucified bulls, as everywhere the white flags of mutual surrender to God flap, and the wind rustles the pink flags of thyme......
all flags of earth peaceful in time
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She defends not only underdogs but undercats, undercows, and underpigs, underchickens and underfishes. 980
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The boats which to their slaughter ship sheep are never shipshape.
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The fire in the mob's hate torches does not always color within the lines.
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The God indwelt beetle sanctifies the holy rose.
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The trash truck comes around, its treeslapping height
leaving a mobile of severed spring leaves in its wake... its mechanized pickup
not knowing what living tiny mice or human corpses might be inside
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They cleave off innocent pigs' cloven hooves
... yet the scarlet blood does not crimson
the purple fields of clover
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If his heart is a bud.. not yet fullblown will he understand the iris' unfolding sermon
or care about how they freeze the tongues of captured ermine... will they know yet
that rats and mice are not vermin
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Trillions of animals' agonized cries through the years echoing in our ears....
in agony beseeching God "When will you hear?"
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Up peep and pop the poppy pods.
Does their scotching and scorching please Papa God?
Can not heroin be controlled without harm
to Mother Nature's plants and sod?
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We have nothing to offer you say the cows of their gravy
but our blood sweat and tears.
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A bee willing to hang upside down in drooping blooms
will harvest more honey. But the converse is not true..
those who work the hardest are not those who make the money.
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The horse has run her heart out for her 'owner''s bank
account.. and her reward? the slavery of a stall before a Mexican slaughterhouse.
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Ralph Nader works for consumers, Casey Kasem for consum-ees
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Angels please make more clever plants of clover... that they hide from cleaving mowers
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Once when a riverflood had created many beyondbank pools in which thousands of fish were trapped as waters slowly receded..he spent 3 nights and days\ bucketing them back to the mainstream..and to life.
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The hound was haunted by the hind he had hunted. Over the months God to him hinted he should no longer hurt any harts nor harm any hinds.. Now he, the hound, no longer hunts and so by hinds is no longer haunted.
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"Straighten up and fly right" said his father..but his son misheard it as 'fly rights' and sallied forth to organize the untouchable maggots of the world
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The portable dairy of the mother dromedary..Is it meant for humans or the baby dromedary?
*
That baby boy squirrel eats the apple peels.. turning them round and
round with his tiny hands..like someone chewing on a new thoughtfrom all angles.... but
he eats pine cones like corn on the cob
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When a horse is hanging upside down in an abbatoir, is the building called a slaughterhorse?
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The bright orange wings of the Baltimore Oriole are not as radiant as his spirit's aureole 1000
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Chanel Number 5 had ambergris from sperm whales, civet from the civet cat, musk, (38 musk oxen castrated for 1 oz of musk oil), and castor from the Canadian beaver.
Should it have been called Chanel Number 41?
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Some of the chores of the scullery maid..... to throw tiny birds' skulls into the trash and then to store the marmelade
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Little parachute samaras.. maple seedlings.. gather in the gutters of homes and streets. Little treasure troves.. who will become groves.. if left alone in places unmowed. Those who give them a nod.. let them burst from the sod.. let them break from their podsfor they've been sent by God
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A. asked "Which fork is used in proper etiquette
to spear the animal's flesh?" B replied: "Not one... not a single one"
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Pearls are sphered articles.. mucus covered sand particles
'untimely ripped' from coprophagous oysters
.. themselves torn from their gentle cloisters
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What is a quadrapus? An octopus after run over
and vacuumed up by a suffocating fish trawler
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Human cannibals eating castrated bulls’ canned balls hoping to
become hard cannon balls merely cause themselves prostate cancer
*
He needed no special logic to intuit how to raise the low life expectancy of Inuit
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Tolstoy was monogamous..Gandhi .. nonzoophagous. Maybe a rhinoceros or hippopotamus
are polygamous Maybe most lions and tigers carnivorous but human beings are designed
to be monogamous... Humans designed frugivorous
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Every pork loin is from an innocent pig purloined. Every pork chop from a little pig painfully chopped
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Noah was saved on the ark from the quandary of accepting sharks.
For they could swim in the seas and not harm those inside the barque.
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God has put a 'do not disturb' sign over the green shelled limpets cozily nesting in lime waters limpid
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The semantics of human chauvinism.... verbs and a noun to obscure the murder of animals..
scotch, dispatch, cull, harvest, euthanize*, thin, bag, sticking
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It is dormancy and not hypocrisy to eat cows and object to hippophagy.
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The frightened calf Harriet saw the cowboy as Iscariot mounted on a slavehorse chariot
twirling his neckbreaking noose lariat.
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For their fur coats men murdered ermine
A little mouse whose name is Herman they called by the most cruel name vermin
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Out of each creature's eyes in each being's body shrine do light and love divine for every being shine
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Some day the acacia leaves will forgive giraffes and in the presence of koala bears
bamboo shoots will laugh.. while the cows will be welcomed by each blade of grass
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Does God prefer to see caterpillars eat to create their wings.. rather than fiight snuffing humans
eating others creatures' wings
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Croquet balls near wickets, golf balls in thickets, are seldom respecters of the rights of crickets 1020
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The sound of the raptor wings of the kestrel is not to other birds music orchestral
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Was he a suicide bomber bee.. protecting his hivefellows from the heavy tread of human boots
and the polycidal insecticide planes? Was he a David bee taking on a Goliath 10,000 times his size? Yet he flew away without being killed.. nor did he kill the man he stung
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Caged the yellow winged cockatiel. Crushed for redcoats the cochineal.
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Millions more do not fish.. (a verb made from killing the noun)
They're not suffocating creatures.. no beings strangling... no longer angling... not causing
panicked beings' dangling in deathlines entangling
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Re factory farms Californian to Carolinian and Virginian, puppet pastors with paid for opinions say humans over animals have dominion, as butcher minions chain saw bird pinions.
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He thought it better to have canneries for cranberries than canneries for canaries