Rarities
Peace, love, knowledge and laughter
Who can measure?
These great items are a few of God's
greatest treasures
Hoq rare they seem, to those who are mean
Yet they lie dormant in humans specimens
Just waiting to be seen
Any vesse, whom can allow themselves to explore
May find in their soul is much more valuable
Than a mahogany wood antique
priceless door, with these rare valuables displayed on the floor
Look deep inside, there's always more.
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Whisper
There's a gentle whisper in the wind
It is most soft and simple,
I named it wisdom
I also deem it my friend.
It guides me and warns me, as only it can
For this friend wisdom / wind can arrive anywhere at anytime,
A true blessing, a cosmic blend
Therefore until my departure, my expected end
I shall never be without, my faithful, loyal friend.
I shall give praise to the Creator.
I shall thank him for the whisper as I thank him for the wind.
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Eagle's song
Flying high in the sky, soaring
very high. High as an eagle
Yet only in my mind's eye.
Not giving up, yet continuing,
to try.
Gliding, through the gusty wind.
Until wings and the wind somehow blends together, as an acoustic, melodic strum, and births a song.
A gentle, distinct sound.
Is this the purpose?
A reason to the why,
Pressing through the storm, head lifted high
Eyes finally to see the sun piercing
behind the clouds. The eagle soars.
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Don't believe the hype
Now can a place
Be so pretty and clean
Yet the energy be so negative
Most of the people evil and mean
Similiar to horror movie or a
Paragraph written offense
An abusive scene
Where the people are mislead by someone's
Evil deceptive scheme
As you live you learn, that
Everything is not quite what it seems
You finally wake up, but it's not really a dream
Now you find its reality,
that's blantantly seen
So you can go and
take rest to
have sweet dreams
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To thy own self be true
I know you now, because I know me better
My face sort of frowned asI opened the dear john letter
Your twisted views, made my heart faint as my palms became wetter.
As announced a change of plans according to you
inorder to make things much better
I lost trust in you
for I now know we shall never be together
I can distinguished, the truth from a lie
For I now know myself much better
I can allow myself to lose sight of whom
Iam, due to chasing someone else
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Nature
Iam a part of nature, and nature is a part of me.
We live together, on this earth in sweet harmony.
Iam a living specimen, just not botany.
Iam a part of nature.
I stand erect as an old oak tree.
I've weathering various storms and showers, some visable to see.
I can sing like bird, and remain on key.
Yet, my life can be as busy as a bee,
collaborating effortlessly, with natures precious melodies.
That is why, Iam a part of nature and nature, is a part of me.
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July's Fire
It's hotter than July
Even thou officially
It's November and just think
In just a few days it shall be the Winter of December
Although it doesnt matter because,
Whenever you are around
There are so many things
I cant quite remember
You bring an aviance
which somehow just seems to really linger
So, whether it's September,
October or
just simply sweet November
The ambiance
Our chemistry
When we are together
Is as powerful weapon and then someone
Pulls the trigger
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Free To Be
Just where I want to be
You and ne
Living free
Whenever you're around
It's naturally
Awesome
fun and giggles
Sheer honesty
I didn't know how sweet this all could be
However,
your true friendship
Means the world and all
To me
For you
Showed me
So thank you
For the joy
Thank you
For glee
Most of all
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Hot
How hot shall it get?
It is very early in the morning and it
Seem as if a fire has been lit
This summer weather
I shall not forget
Just how hot?
We shall see
It feels like fire is near
With scorching flames burning me
Hot hot is even the water pots
The ice I get; I shall waste not
The dial on the thermometer has moved not
As if the thermostat has forgot.
Nevertheless it is so very warm
Simply hot
For me
A quiet cool resting place
Would certainly just hit the spot
Whew!
It's sure hot
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The gift of Love
There is a present inside of me.
As you look in my eyes,
it is evident to see.
It's the light, the gift of Love,
the Creator of heaven and earth has given unto
me.
This wonderful gift is wrapped with empathy,
and it's fragrance is as sweet, as can be.
It is my motivation, the most vital key.
It transcends time, unto all eternity.
It's the only true way, one can live totally free,
to treat others kindly,
reagardless of how they have once treated thee.
Love is a gift to all humanity
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