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Sacred Life Honoured

alternative lifestyles philosophies
retrieve perceive principle sacredness
of one life all life earth ecosystems

Copyright © Terence George Craddock
See also the poem ‘Earth Global Village Philosophical Theory’.

poem by Terence George Craddock
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Wear

television paly

sex song

bed only free...

poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Imagination. A warehouse of facts, with poet and liar in joint ownership.

Ambrose Bierce in The Devil's Dictionary (1906)
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Rock Me To Sleep, Mother

BACKWARD, turn backward, O Time, in your flight,
Make me a child again just for to-night!
Mother, come back from the echoless shore,
Take me again to your heart as of yore;
Kiss from my forehead the furrows of care,
Smooth the few silver threads out of my hair;
Over my slumbers your loving watch keep;—
Rock me to sleep, mother,—rock me to sleep!

Backward, flow backward, O tide of the years!
I am so weary of toil and of tears,—
Toil without recompense, tears all in vain,—
Take them, and give me my childhood again!
I have grown weary of dust and decay,—
Weary of flinging my soul-wealth away;
Weary of sowing for others to reap;—
Rock me to sleep, mother,—rock me to sleep!

Tired of the hollow, the base, the untrue,
Mother, O mother, my heart calls for you!

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poem by Elizabeth Chase Allen
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The most beatiful hands

There are no more beautiful hands
than the hands that caressed you
and rocked you when you were little.

There are no more beautiful hands
than the hands that guided you
when you took your first steps in life.

There are no more beautiful hands
than the hands that bathed you,
clothed you and fed you,
during childhood.

There are no more beautiful hands
than the hands that hugged you
and wiped away all your tears
throughout your life.

There are no more beautiful hands
than your mother's hands...

poem by Viorel Vintila
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The most beautiful flowers

Honey, do you know which are the most beautiful flowers?
There are not the roses, not the carnations,
not the gladioli or the peonies...
There are not the orchids or the chrysanthemums...
The most beautiful flowers
are the...irises in your eyes!

poem by Viorel Vintila
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