Every morning
The sun
Entices the tulip
Out of herself
Petals wide open
To Living Daylight
Beauty dances
With radiance
One day
Will open her
Completely
To birth
A nightingale
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Every morning
The sun
Entices the tulip
Out of herself
Petals wide open
To Living Daylight
Beauty dances
With radiance
One day
Will open her
Completely
To birth
A nightingale
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Time is rushing
From everywhere
All directions
Inside and out
Past – future
Time
Is a single
Moment
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Takes many forms
Insignificance
Is another’s greatest calamity
Don’t judge the result
By the route
The devastated know
Total
Is
Total
J Harper
The way of love is not a subtle argument.
The door there is devastation.
Birds make great sky-circles of their freedom.
How do they learn it?
They fall, and falling, they’re given wings.
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The price for peace
Is your life of
Pain & suffering
Worry & agitation
Fear & emptiness
Petty thoughts & needs
The dull drab monotonous
No wonder
So few
Are willing
To pay
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The problem with in-laws
Is the concern
For their family values
Not you
The mind’s orientation
Toward the soul
Is similar
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My friends at the Balloonman created this Valentine bouquet for me. I was blown away by the… creativity!
This previous post is very appropriate for today – Valentine’s Day.
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