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Saint Eule

Oh House! So Empty

Oh House! So empty.
My love was wasted.
Oh House! So empty.
No joy was tasted.

Oh House! So empty.
No children within.
Oh House! So empty.
No God just sin.

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The Toads Revenge

The spider ate the fly,
captured in a web of uncertainty.

The toad ate the spider,
captured in the swamp of reality.

The snake ate the toad,
captured in the grasses of fantasy.

The hawk ate the snake,
captured in the shade of unrest.

The man ate the golden hawk,
captured in the sky of extinction.

The man died with a broken arrow.
The toad had poison within the marrow.

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All the Placid Places

All the placid places of which we are fond,
From a beach house by the shore or Walden's pond.

From a mountain retreat or near a waterfall we find,
these placid places can even be found in our mind.

From the rockies of Canada to an Island beach;
All these placid places are still in reach.

When life gets chaotic with all the dreams we chase,
Take an occasional journey to visit a placid place.

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Everlasting Arms

Everlasting arms come in a different style.
One from God eternal, another from a mothers smile.
I have such a mother, a mentor and a friend.
IF I could choose from heaven, I would pick her again.

My life was full of wandering, adventure and its true,
It always was a pleasure to come home to you.
Her everlasting arms and the kindness in her voice,
Will always be remembered, my mother you know as Joyce.

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Holy Water for sale

I respect the beliefs of others and try to inspire,
buying holy water would never be my desire.
The living water is best and you will never thirst,
If to make a choice, choose the living water first.

For many seem to squander their money on such things,
Water blessed is not the same as what living water brings.
If you want to fight off evil - just have faith when you pray,
The living water will flow within- peace will come your way.

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Rare Friend

I will be your rare friend;
Spend many hours meditating on your success.
I will be your rare friend;
Be there for you when you are not at your best.
I will be your rare friend;
One who will take you home when your legs tire.
I will be your rare friend;
And will be beside you when go through the fire.
I will be your rare friend;
When others abandon you and laugh at you.
I will be your rare friend;
Not caring the color of your skin or what you do.
I will be your rare friend;

I will be your rare friend because its true, I am you.

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The Black Snakes Nest

Where does the black snake rest?
In shady cover reveals her nest.
Near the freshly planted field,
Where mice a meal can yield.

Slithering through stalks of corn,
Swallowing whole tiny creatures born.
Then returning to her place of rest,
Hiding there until a morsel to digest.

Her skin to shed in new apparel,
When a brood of white eggs appear.
She squints her eyes in satisfaction,
A fox about could cause her to fear.

The little ones would soon hatch,
They eat their way out of the shell.
The ones left the fox did not snatch.
The first sense is revealed of smell.

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Retired holy man

We can retire from employment
if we find financial success.
But ever heard of retirement
from a life of spiritual bliss.

It seems today to be the popular
thing to do.
No more re-incarnations or
miracles for you.

Do not be waking me on Sunday
or asking to pray for your troubles.
I will be walking in the garden
or in the back yard blowing bubbles.

Tired of all your misery
and whining all day long.
The sages are retiring
no more banging on the gong.

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The Tiger Smells Blood

Silently resting neath a tree,
Pawing at the straw of grass.
Eyes piercing the horizon,
Searching all senses alas.

Resting on the cool mud,
Then the Tiger smells blood.

The Tigers nostrils become filled,
Running toward the freshly killed.

The Tiger stalks through the meadow,
Sun to back, ready to attack.

A pack of dogs surround the meat,
He leaps into the pack ready to eat.

The pack filled with fear,
Stare at the mighty beast.
Would they stand fast,

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