If every thing can be explained by science
If every thing can be explained by science
and no God exist
then please explain
the human mind
and all the thoughts and emotions
that it holds
and why a human
wants to pray to a higher being called God.
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Daily I Crucify Him
Daily I crucify Him while I dwell in sin,
while I stumble forth in life;
daily a new life for me He does begin
even when I fall down in strive
and from every sin, every iniquity
daily He sets me free.
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At the cross road
When I stood at life’s cross road
in a time of dire straits
and called on the Almighty one
and the world still went on,
He decided in His time
and even out of destruction
brought something great to me.
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When The Winter Cold Comes
When the winter cold comes
with the mortality
of every pretty flower,
when the winter cold comes,
amazing with a own beauty
it’s in an own vulnerability
when the winter cold comes
with the mortality.
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Hurry up and wait
The continuing visits
to the military
brought home to me
the thought of organized
disorganization, as if
live runs along in stretches
and at times wait on something
to again get meaning and coordination.
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Into that dark night
If fate compel me
to be alone when time’s end calls,
let my hand rest in Thine.
When the last light of earth
passes me by,
let me cry to only Thee.
Lead me with Thy pure light,
into that dark night.
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It was needless
In the pepper tree
the birds waited this morning
on you
to get seed and crumbs,
but it was needless
since you were away for me
and for them too
and I have left
and nobody is left over
to care for them.
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Rock rabbits on the hillock
Early morning rock rabbits sit
on the hillock in the sun
as if they are guarding the silence
and when you shout
your voice echoes back,
with hundreds suddenly fleeing
and it feels as if moments are frozen.
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Departing Time of The Swallows
When the hanepoot pergola
turns yellow, wither to brown,
with the leaves of it falling down
and the winds start to whirl
the swallows swish
into the blue sky in a turning flight
before they navigate away.
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A Phenomenon
In the moonlight
she appears with a big smile,
in the moonlight
she made my whole body shake,
when suddenly I was afraid of the dark night,
when I heard her terrible and ghastly laughter
in the moonlight.
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