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LOVE
His affection for all was so great, none could be unaffected.


JOY



She no longer feels sad that her body is bound by gravity .. as she

wings the hearts of millions.

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Icicle rows dripping in the light.. lines of exclamation

points!!!!!translucent with sun joy

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Spring willow streamers... the tree cheerleads the birds in branch

bleachers

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Into shards the dreams have shattered.. the pain

in the dream... has not mattered.

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From the chalice of his heart I drink love and joy. It is

the only draught which quenches my soulthirst.

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The sight of him! long needles of light knit.. of a sudden

weaving wings for my heart!

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As the pure bright mirror transmits the morning sun

we need not understand God.. but only pass God on

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The morning birds' melodies.. the woodpecker does counterpoint

How is it that his ceaseless drill... shatters the barriers to

peace?

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Bursting blooms of bluebonnet to the sun sing silent sonnets

A beetlebored bamboo flute.. Yonder wind plays upon it

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Around the corner from the flesh food coroners,

August field's coronation of a cornucopia of corn

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The touchdown points of the rainbow are obscured

by grey fog, but as blue and sun appear, the fog has been

absorbed.. into new figs.

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Laundry dances in the wind on the clothesline... empty scarecrows...of whom no bird is frightened

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The curvenecked clover lamps hang oer a London sidewalk's cobbles shedding purple light in their wee world

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Spring rains raise the wells

Every one does upwell

.. merging as they overspill

A new joy river they do swell.

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Saddened by the plaintive sounds of the mourning dove,

he decided to be silent or cheerful when he spoke.

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Feared lightning became the silver lining

of the cloud of good change.

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Water spiders, skaters ..gliders, blissdarting shooting stars without

external guiders

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October when each leaf is a stained glass aperture

in the cathedrol of autumnal light

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Squirrels spiral up the church spires

and down again to the spirea

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Alighting and taking off from the tiger lilies and phlox and

sunflowers are hummingbirds and butterflies and bees,

with no air controllers and no accidents.

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Sunwands turn rain droplets into blackberry drupelets as enkindled

okra seeds acknowledge heliocracy.

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White morning glories translucent in the sun..bloom fabric

stretched on its ribs like Japanese

rice paper lanterns shining with light

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The fields are filled with crystal balls of morning dew,

each revealing your destiny: the morning sun

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As a shaft of light sweeps down a sootfilled chimney

is God's delight available to all.

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When the couple midnight swam in the quarry,

waving were the skies' reflections starry.***

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The ice sculpture fish has melted into his waters of completion.

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Melted the ice sculpture quince.. and flowed into

roots.. swelling new quince.



RESURRECTION



Reborn... Sappho... wears monks' saffron.

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How awesome How sublime That out of muck and mud and slime God makes

lemons God makes limes.

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Oh Julie .. God's sun is shining   She is grapevining

and the grove tree now she's liming

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Out of the pain of hell so low..

was born of goodbye the sweetest hello

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the bee the purple blooms did rape .. and now there

are sweet violet grapes

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Glass shatters.. neath sunfire.. each shard reflecting his orb entire

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The Great Lord can behind him twirl... vast universe' gyrating

swirl... that his rebellious insurection

.... become his glorious resurrection

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No lid for the cups of sunlemony buttercups..

they just infold to escape night cold..

but in the morn... once again unrolled... their cheery gold

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One upright pier pillar after another yields in the night to the hegemony of the tide.

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Those who took opposition roles...

were midwives of her strengthened soul

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The sun arises and rouses the rose. In raspberries,

His arisen rays are rose.

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A wee teardrop reflects a star. The tears dry.. remain the stars.

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Meet the sea the icebergs melted

.. and now reflect the sunrise molten



Transmuted scorpio's sanctuary is the Spirit Eagle's aerie.

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Every dawn a straight rainbow of promise is on the horizon

...heralding each heartsun's rising.

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As resoldered metal is stronger than when first forged,

so the resurrected are paradoxically more perfect than

the Godcreated original

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The soul's essence is ever in God's presence, and unharmed by the

fires of creation or the ashes of cremation.

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He was so loved by all creatures that when it rained

a cloud served as his umbrella.

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Filling every inch of the line of floodcracked cement

is a thread of velvetjade moss

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In the empty chalice of the rivercarved grand canyon

dawn has drawn with gold pink orange light crayons.

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Candle flame fear not results if you ignite

the snuffed candle's reborn light.

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As a clock with no hands can register time as the sun

plays across its face, so Spirit needs no body in order

to manifest its power.

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The apple tree's each barren branch.. burst to

wands of blooming blanch

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At the base of the birdfeeding pole, a perfect circle frames

it... the lace trace of birdprints, as they ate the

seeds which had a precipitous fall

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God the Divine Genie is waiting in the bottles of all hearts

to answer wishes.

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On Ararat rests the ark. A rainbow is born in the dark.

Out of silence bursts the joyful song of the lark.

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EQUITY



Oh Martin Sometimes your voice was the thunder Sometimes it

was the falling rain. Always it burst our hearts asunder..

and made them beat... empathic in pain.

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A bee willing to hang upside down in drooping blooms

will harvest more honey. But the converse is not true..

those who work the hardest are not those who make the money.



WIND



Wind chimes play not on time but when Wind Spirit moves

      through the grove of lime.



The South Wind has for the evening donned jasmine scent

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The wind weaves many white caps so quickly for the blue sea

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Mother Wind moves the water rocker

to and fro on the stormy sound's deeps. On the boatcradle by lapping

waves she is softly lulled to sleep.

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Will, your winded wings will win.

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Clouds' whitewaterweave covered the sky.. and yet

everywhere there was a patch of blue.. it was a different

hue... here aqua.. there cerulean... or teal or indigo

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The east wind blowing westward marries the falling rain

turning her attention elsewhere

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Crosswinds quilt the Connecticut River ever so slightly

but stil the waters flow to the sea.

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As gauzy veils lie on the shoulders of the slender, as avalanche

clouds pour through tall firs, as morning mist

rolls through ship masts, do monsoon clouds flow

over the peaks of the Himalayas

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Froggie croaks on his rock dais encircled by dizzy daisies

throughout summer days. The wind makes them wave in applause.

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The wind has blown away the cloud cover..

and he pond's reflection from grey to blue clover

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Spirit Wind when talking with wind chimes

strikes not on the hour nor at the 'right' time



PROJECTION

When someone projects negativity , it's as if
a painter invaded his victim's home and painted that ones kitchen black.
Masters don't mind such projections.. nor are the kitchens
of their solar plexi affected.

BEAUTY



Young souls love beauty. Older souls worship the beauty of Love



From the Bubble Blower, the moon rises and floats

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Foamwake disappears from the whale tail.. dries up.. the snailtail

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Hawaiian breadfruit... shed your Joseph's coat of many colors..

your 1000 panes of stained glass mosaic.. and become 10,000 breadfruit

trees

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10,000 brush strokes of the master artist... equal not the perfect

paintings of the pure mirror

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Fall's leafless orange berried bush foiled by blue sky.. a pointilist

painting

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The goddess of the sun retires for the night through clouds spreading

her fan made of rays of light

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Cut the Diamond river swords through the whiteblanketed greensward

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The fragrance of a rose does enthrall

every Rao, Smith, Ali and Rosenthal

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The white rose of Uganda has the same aroma

as the deep purple rose which grows in Roma.

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Beautiful the scent of the tobacco flower

but the leaves which helped weave the fragrance

are excluded in many places. Is she advertising smoking

by releasing her aroma to the air? Who can divorce her

from slaveowners?

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God who painted living oysters' shells with crushed pink pearl

wants them left alone

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It is the Lord's leela, He who lets

unscroll lilies and lilacs and violets

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Fernfurl, chrysanthemumcurl, lilyswirl, wisteriawhirl

and sunflowertwirl

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With early stars have fireflies

asterisked the evening skies

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The greenleaved grapevine does a tightroping straight

line... along the windstirred clothesline

and a wavy Miss Penn banner on the young pine

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The old ailanthus many humans found peccable

but the woodpecker delighted in her status peckable

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The wind paddled the puddles, the lily padded ponds, and played the

pea'd pods and

pansies pied.

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lily pad plates... spheres with rims.. raindrops fill

them to the brim

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A grey cloudcloak mutes the crimson leaves of oak.

Scarlet embers shrouded by grey ash and smoke.

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Did not the apple blossoms fall, there'd be no cider in the

fall.

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The sun paintbrush dapples the woods into apples

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A clover veil.. violets the vale neith skies cloudclad or when ultraviolet sun prevails.





The full moon has spilled her silver paint cans onto the seastage. Some has splattered onto the cloud curtains



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Flames of mornlight... the cotton clouds do ignite

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The curvenecked clover lamps hang oer a London sidewalk's cobbles shedding purple light in their wee world



PEACE



61 died that day in the 1st infantry in Vietnam. Rows of bodybags, the

fruit of war.. drying in noonday sun.

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Oh God to You we give thanks... that in time Polish horses... defeat

Nazi tanks (to Alex Hershaft)

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How many have been frozen bombed starved or blown apart by Hitler,

Bush, Genghis Khan, Churchill, or Bonaparte?

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Weary worker ants rest on moss pillows while a

family of ducks floats on lake billows

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Pansies fringe the rusting panzers

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Ivy and violets vy not with the violent.

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As the unchanging blue waters of the lake reflect

the gold, crimson, pink and saffron of the changing fall

so the peaceful soul absorbs the ups and downs of those

in crisis

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Above a battle grey with smoke and crimson with blood in silent

contrast break pastels from the palate of sunrise.

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The groves of life randomly grow

but Arlington's deathbloom

graves... are set in rows

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a deep pool at every waterfall base

.. postcrisis waters of God's resting grace

Shakti has become shanti Power has become peace

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God will rearrange the stars into a special script for you...

a fortune cookie strip of joy. a secret message, a puzzle

solution.

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There are the stars of purple framed night

streaming peace, pouring light

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Some call occupying oil, pharmaceutical and war profiteer cartels

"the US" but we the people of America

from Sacramento to Schenectady

reject such syndecdoches

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One by one in many countries they break through the ice of fear.. cups

of crocuses .. stand up in caucuses .. East to West from Africa to the

Caucusus and show their eternal allegiance to the maker of their sun:

Creator of all of us.

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Those who wend their way on the opposite

side of the road are not our foes. Each stays within the

lines as peace on both sides goes.

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One has to choose tween bomber pilot's wings

and the whirring help of angel wings





PRAYER MEDITATION



Spiraling blue spruce spires... their steeples point to blue star fire.... yet the Breath of Spirit is its lyre



Out of the sea the sun aborning Not adorned but all adorning

With His awesome light of morning Says to you "Come! My Mavoorning!"

(to Ethel Lynch)

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O God Dweller in the Heart of Every Being, release now and forever the

joy latent in all

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Jack in the Pulpit has taken up silence.. to his new sermon none said

'ahem' ...many said 'amen'...

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Pen chisel carves tunnel out of feelings' mine cavein

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God and humans both know of love unreturned. The difference is: about

this God is unconcerned.

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Held the dew the concave butternut better than the convex buttercup

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Dawn drawn dandelions sun-summoned... spread gold parasols

... another sundown will bring.. a diaspora of dandelion down

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From all eyes shines God's light ... from every human, bird, fish and mite

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The mind of a genius is a sky piled high with lightning

forked thunderclouds. The desireless mind of a master is blue with nary

a cloud.

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She was not forced to walk the plank into the ocean of her Self

... she was ready to jump

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Deity winds blow into the Lungs, the Temple of Breath

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Sipping from a teacup he mulled over the day's deeds

... from a teacup brewed from red clover seeds

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Trees of January like Job continue to lift their arms in prayer

though they are powerless, unable to speak or move, their leaves stolen.

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He took off his boots, but still the discalced elephant

caused harm and so he decided to meditate in the pond.

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As a telescope turns the pinprick of light

into the jewel of Jupiter, meditation gives tangible

proximity to God who indwells all

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He feared when he died he would slide to hell

down a slippery funnel but God told him he'd rise

to him... through a lightfilled tunnel

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the bees' buzzing omkar to blooming little stars

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One thought Britannia once ruled the waves. Another thought: India rules the quiet depths.



GRACE



Arun arose awash in rose.. spreading His rays oer Aaron Rosen

All Beings His chosen

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A spiral swirl of windwed weed Each tiniest wheat-huedneedle

caught a globe of dew.. a crystal rosary

of 59 beads already goldchained inside

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Tree of Olive... Altar of Allah.. on it He has grown... olives for all

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In kind Budapest.. the small and powerless are safe... for

in the eyes of Buddha.. none is a pest

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Cattails weave escape ladders for drowning bugs

while a friend's safety net of words.. enough to catch a falling star

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Of a purple eve, the goldglowing church tower clock, both hands at

six, in the rain slowly drips on thirsty flowers below.

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Snow silent swift ...as skydown softly sifts.... and turns cloud

gifts... into earthblanket drifts.

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Through the night...miracles we did not see

.. icebergs of resistance slipped silent into the sea

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Past lives' whispers turned to buttons keeping

my clothes on me.

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Do rain arrows come from the rain bow?

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As angels' inspiration descends it becomes clad in words.

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The low river from afar is invisible

but its green line of disciple willows is visible

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The woodpecker was able to make in the tree a nave

.. but only the sea's waves can carve sea caves

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Jesus said to 'consider the lilies of the field.. they toil not nor

spin'. It is the sun which them spun.

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At the end of the season cornfields are downmown

The raintree remains secure in his throne.

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The limehued silk of the corn.. each strand wand catches

the dew of the morn.

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As the river roared through the granite chute, it

fell onto 7 granite bowls... 7 pools below 7 falls..

as shakti flows into the crown and then every other chakra

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In earth's theatre, waiting in the wings

as he slowly sheds his angel's wings

sacrificing freedom, a great soul ..

becomes a lovechild God you to bring

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The raindrop slides down the lily leaves, taking none

of the jade from their green sleeves

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To parched peach tree roots unbidden

come silent streams.. underground, hidden



Almighty is He who ignited the luster in each and every

graped cluster.*

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He had a Harvard MBA degree and degree by degree

overcome by greed he had become Legree'd. Yet one sudden

day he saw.... that he and God were We'd.

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Rainblessed, afoot! is a root.. the ailanthus grown a foot





PAIN TRANSFORMED



a child's cries in the store

disappear with a cruel parent walking him out the door

but ....the cries remain in the heart

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Humane slaughter.. an oxymoron.. from those who don't

know.. oxen aren't morons

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As small flowers bloom at the tips of glaciers so do

children unluckier than I survive around cold parents.

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Crocodiles shed crocodile tears which blend invisiblly with riverdrops

when they are underwater. They cry perhaps when they are hunted.

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Margaret, when we see the Pieta, we think of you. But the

frozen marble of pain has turned to rising joy.

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The ice does not in pain scream when in the sun he melts into stream nor does he scream when he climbs into spiraling steam.



GIVING



Shelter workers.. so patient.. for elephants in folding their tents..

take a little longer

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Oh Clara T.. a mind of perfect clarity.. heartfont of pouring charity

.. as in the woods of Cherokee.. grows

allfruit giving cherry tree

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Kudzu, unthanked, hangs her tapestries..

on every telephone pole and happy tree.

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Fir sentinels stay and stand tall

guarding the space where the waters fall.

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She is a projected table rock in a waterfall..

always pouring out what she receives

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Santa's sleigh silhouettes the moon

above sylvan

framed snow.. the moon's silver slivers are everywhere

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The torch never diminishes its own fire.. when enkindling

other torches through giving entire



METAMORPHOSIS



Four Flowers: The sun in morning glory arose with his goldenrod

wanding violet to rose

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You dwell where dreams immortal are ushered through

materializing portals

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When day's azure blues become eve's purple hues

then violets are not blue.

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That flourish the forget me nots

God fastens roots to stems with knots

and ties the fragrant honeysuckle

to her twigs with seamless buckles.

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How did the sweet rain transubstantiate to juice of pear?

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We want all others to love him because we love him.

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The large mango seed makes an orchard mangotreed,

but the tiny acorn unfurls into much larger and thicker groves.

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Now the Red Sea of clover is Bee-cloven

But back to Queen Lover flies bee Beethoven

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Devoured by silkworms are jade mulberry leaves

... silkworms boiled alive for silk sleeves

.. worms and leaves.. for Spirit their bodies leave

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Birds sing the anthems of Spring. The faithful wind flaps

the flower flags.

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Gold centered pink daisies.. their buds little balls of

pink yarn.. used to weave the pink clouds of the rising sun

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polymorphous water.. reborn as rain ice snow fog and mist

dew puddles brooklets

ponds, lakes, bays, rivers, foam, spray, seas

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What is the shape of thunder? a cloud

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How amazing that Goddesigned slices of limes and lemons hold each

limedrop or lemondrop

jewel in its chamber until it is squeezed. Some of God's

gifts await in the wings just the slightest effort on our part.

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The bubble bursts into seaspray.. and then lifts off on

solar rays

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If God made too lovely the cocoon, would the caterpillar

want to leave his room?





COURAGE



Ominous night has silenced the mourning dove but not the nightingale

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The river encountered a boulder of will.. and in flowing

around him changed her destiny.

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It is not a shark fin but the triangular sail of

a toy boat.



MOTHERING



You are the nectar the hummingbird the clover. You are the bloom,

the bee,the Oerhoverer.

You are the beloved the Love and the Lover.

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a tree stormbent horizontal.. had 7 parallel branches growing

straight up... like a parent who sacrificed for her children

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saints know the love of 1000 followers does not equal

the love of God.. mothers know the love of many biological

or adopted children does not equal that of the beloved husband

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Eve angel does not evangelize. Mystic power flows from

the lovelight in her eyes.

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The fact that we love our own mothers.. does not mean

that we hate others'. We love our own lands and

faiths but we do not hate others'.



PATIENCE



Before the dandelions gold can their tents have unrolled

the black umbrella tents must unfold



To all beings manifests The mango tree... her manna gently and

gradually... Some rest as gifts in high grass baskets.

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He has changed.. he has grown... no longer bud tightly closed.... but

Love Fullblown

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We too can turn water into unfermented purple wine

by watering now our greenleaved allgiving grape vines.





POSITIVE THOUGHT



Willow branch fingers trace in the pond painting the water.. sunset gold

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As fog fragments and imagination's figments

swell trees and do new figs mint,

so every good wish is answered by God...

(yet 'the chains of gold bind as much as the chains of iron')

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Where aqua sky meets deep blue sea, the hearth of the

orange sun was in the west. Through the night miraculously

the entire fireplace was moved to the east, as resistant

thoughts can join winners between dusk and dawn.

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Rotting fruit contains living seeds which shelter infinite

orchards.

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Bright sunwands as they unfurl cause the chrysanthemum to uncurl

.. so cause loverays unbidden to ope heartchambers long hidden

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During rain or after sunset, sunflowers have their heads down..

but mostly they keep their sunnier sides up

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Because the water trough has several leaks

the apples on the tree nearby have rosier cheeks

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Santa may have 1 sleigh, but Abba's sleighs are infinite..

endless is the pouring of their gifts.

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It was not a peace officer's rooflight but the sun flashing

hello in the rear view mirror, saying the past of everyone

is holy.

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Look! how the roof leak has grown the lilacs!

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A patch of moss marred by a moose.. where

the rain pooled in his print, mice make merry

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The darkest before the dawn does the dew and daddies the

dormant doorman.

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The cornucopia within cornstarred cobs and cones of pine

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Out of great Nought, visualizing thought, electric blue prints

.. manifest for each

what she or he sought

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Every raindrop is a crystal ball

foretelling thoughts of perfect rainfall.

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Electrically thoughts magnetize matter's tiny particles

as the skeleton of a sunken ship attracts barnacles.



EGOLESSNESS



The scarecrow said the posies were sham poseurs .... night

brought them repose from his critique.. dawn made them re-posie



PROJECTION



The mirror finds many personalities projected onto her

by passersby.



Onto us God's projection of His own perfection

melts away our thoughts of rejection.

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Younger souls project darkness onto what old souls do

as waters reflect in darker hues, the aqua of sky

blue



LAW BOWS TO SPIRIT



Oer a traffic light of green and red, a birdie flies diagonally

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Not the will's resistance to surrender to God, but the Spirit's desire

to flow into Love, as a stream merges with a river and the river with

the sea

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The bee does not fly with honey on his wings.. matter is irrelevant

where the spirit rings

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As mater births son, so all material eventually brings forth Spirit

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To fight trophy hunters the hippos formed

an hippocracy.

They work to end the slaughter and lawmakers' hypocrisy.



FRIENDSHIP



I choose not a campfire's sparks but the sun

I chosoe not a puddle but the deep blue sea

I choose not balloonjailed air but the wind

and for my friend I choose thee.



UNITY



Common ground .. is holy ground

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As most countries have thrown out monarchs, so Americans

will throw out nonarchs.*

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Know Him who ordains all fountains

Know Him who maintains all mountains.

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The raindrop is separated from greathingyer, but the seabubble

is part of the sea.





VICTORY



A champion racehorse at the winning line, unattached, eating the

blooms of his victory wreath

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The apple tree's blooms spun by sun looms dropped for fruit to make

room .. swept away by wind broom

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Wishing order he'd been a cuthappy lust-er but entranced by tiger

lilies' lustre he began to leave alone God's surprising little clusters

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The iced sculpture fish has melted into his completing water.

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The conductor must choose between the proferred bouquet and

the baton, between the past and the future.

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A white heron flock flies across the jade cypress swamp canvass. A

script of winged words triumphant.





TRUTH



Lies have waning wings of wax. In the sun they do not wax.

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Pinocchio's nose, we are told, grows longer with each lie

.. but it also grows sideways for hypocrisy and upward for

cruelty

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The boats which to their slaughter ship sheep are seldom shipshape.



GRATITUDE



Little Tree, Little Tree, I wonder where you are

to thank you for the sweet pink fruit you did weave

from distant star.

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Birds chirp and cheep above the school chapel, for Chips

no longer serves chops to the chaps.

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Tiny wisps, the many teats on the grey cloud..

who nurses the trees as she passes out of form.

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Every day at six heures we thank God for enkindling Cesar



RELEASE



The rising moon ball... tossed by the uncaptive Matterhorn seal.

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Begins to emerge the bubble From the bubble blowing spear

Not til it leaves.. without fear will it be a perfect sphere

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spider web brothel cannot hold

the fallen petal's fading gold

nor icepalace' freezing chains

longer freed waterdrops hold

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The most radiant area in a master is the halo around her or

his head. But in an icicle it is the base from which it

slowly drips, each diamond drop jeweling in the light.

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Lust, the false love, handed her a hemlockian cuplet

which her heart distilled into a couplet.

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Before the rumbling thunder comes the crash of lightning...

with light the sky whitening as it is cloudburden lightening

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Why worry if the fleas bite us? It reduces cholesterol and

cures our phlebitis.*

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Yes writers are hypergraphic...the pen releases our minds'

traffic.





ETERNAL



As joyfully as steam spirals above a cup of berry tea

do souls leave their bodies and fly to the Lord

As softly as windblown dandelion down lifts from its

pedewstal to souls slip from earth's chains.

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Sufis and suffragettes have focused on preventing

the suffering of fish suffocation.

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It snows at sea.. melting designs... leave form... for All

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A speeding driver smashed the little skunk's body. He

was placed at the roadside under a flowering peony. His

unique smell entwined the fragrance of the bloom, but his

soul slipping away was more sweetsmelling than all flowers.

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Death is the release of the bird of the heart from the cage

of time.

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Those who focused on the shock of shards as the phoenix bird burst from his shell nearly missed the sight of his wondrous maiden flight as he soared up and away and out of sight.

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Buried as they are killed, beheaded dandelions, on the scythe their green blood lyin

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All will some day even those who have coronations

leave their bodies to crematers and coroners of their nations



SILENCE



Basho taught us the pond has no sound no refrain..

until violated by a frog, a stone, or fingers of the rain

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As one honking horn disturbs hundreds of ears,

so one angry word shatters peace into pieces.

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Dawn's breaking quiet begets bees' buzzing riot.

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3 quiets merge.. the silent snowsift .. night's fall swift

and the stillness of the wilderness

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God has said to revile none.. rather to revel as He

God as Love indwelling each reveals

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The pain inflicting doctors who play at science debark

their captive dogs so that they may hurt in silence.

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Yogis sometimes roll up the red carpet of welcome, the speaking

tongue.

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Bright orange trumpet flowers grow like clapperless bells..

as saffron clad monks prefer silence

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The boat leaves foam wake. The canoe, ripples. But geese

leave no trace as they fly.

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Misogynists wish women to be tongueless belles, as silent

as the meadow's tongless bluebells



FORGIVING



The clarified waters of Snowdrop Lake are

made of melted hexagonal snowflakes.

The heart unfrozen with new love flows

as new soulspace does forgiving make.

*

As a sword has the illusion it slices the sun's beams

so do the unforgiving have the illusion they have been harmed.

*

Melt away now Valjean's pursuers,

who had chased him through Parisian sewers



THE SUN



He who gilds the fringed coast Of all buttercups the toast.

More ancient than all.. yet evernew His ray host.

*

The forces of night .. their vanishing might

.. melt away.. in dawn's vanquishing light

*

The sun's allgiving gold cheer.. has become the allgiving tree's

purple cherries.

*

Popping oer the mountains the dawn sun arose, unrolling through

windows welcome carpets.... of red rose

*

It is not the sweet nuthatch

but the sun

which hatches the nuts

of nut trees everyone

*

The sun thought about another's criticism that he lacked focus.. but

then began again to shine in all directions

*

moondown is sunup

*

Night can no longer suborn

first light's gathering morn!

*

The sun diamond stipples the ocean's wind ripples.







FIDELITY



Mother Earth has knitted strong knots in the faithful blue

forget me nots.

*

From your infinite eyes we drink Stars within skies of

blackest ink

Please don't eclipse us when you wink.. but hold us in

your eyes, Black Sphinx

*

He remembered that pricks of the branches of the mistletoe tree can

draw blood.

*

As fragile Queen Anne's Lace stretches in the sun among

rocks, she lived happily with her husband and his parents.



PERFECTION



Has made manifest, God, Weaving Master

the unfolded fan spheres of each purple aster

Her sermons on peace, silence and beauty



are more powerful than those of any pastor.

*

Healing are God's projections of God's own perfection

*

How perfectly level is the lake and the mist above it

and are the bottoms of the clouds above both

*

When raindrops slowly slide off of the rose

they take with them her fragrant ambrosia.

*

the sun leaves no residue when

in rising he melts the dew



WILL



Enpine the cone! Enoak acorn! Enpear the seed that inner

sun be freed!

*

The universe falls in line .. behind the will..

of a Godaligned spine

*

With his own soul's will lightning he is charging his

body into lightening

*

The stars change their courses and revolve

around those connected to omnipotent resolve



As sailboats have masts, the spine of will is in all masters.



The sunflowers are sundials swirling

while in the dell, daffodils

His light spin and spill

*

When her spirits were down because she thought her will low

she daw how easily rivers of grace were drunk by the willow

*

The dousing wand. The lightning rod. Conductor's baton. Will's aligned

spine. They find the water, invoke the lightning attract the music and

summon angels' help.

*

In a protected wood is a granite rock with white morning

glory vines streaming down all sides... like a mountain peak

with many falls. Someone asks the dreamer to cut the vines

and she refuses.

*



CHANGE



11 point maple leaves fall, and then 6 pointed flakes of snow..

but coming in a few moons.. the unpointed raindrops of spring.



As dim cellar caged yams send out pink roots into the dark

unknown, so do souls facing change stretch in trust to the

future.

*

The blueberries have become the bear.

*

He missed even the mire of the moors

when his dory was in strange moorings

*

Past Monday morns as the moon melted, he went to a job

he hated. But now he is his own master.

*

The maple donned the orange of October sannyas, but

in the spring returned to green.

*

An aqua oval of smooth form rests on jade moss

velvet as if a piece of azure sky had fallen on its pillow.

Suddenly it shatters, perfection robbing, to birth

the sweetest baby robin.



SIMPLICITY



The most beautiful places are the emptiest spaces



Birds are happy with the branches of a dead

tree on which to rest...dead sticks with which to build a nest.



In the sea, a zillion strong singing his own song,

each sweet sponge.



Archivists are wavecounters.



Fast weaving privacy screens, bamboo curtains

.. making the world beautiful.. it is certain



THEISM



He disproves his atheism, for he is a walking God.





TEACHER



The guru chick showed Michelangelo how to chisel

out of a marble egg prison.



The zealot in the woods is teaching morals

to the sorrel and to the mountain laurel.



Because they the most fragrant field flowers did become

it is to them that herself the queen bee comes



MUSIC



Like bells on a sleigh harness are pepper seeds strung

in the inner chambers of the belltower.

*

The birds have retired for the evening

but on goes the frog chorus played tirelessly for us



ART



The artist paints the lily.. water colors dry on the canvas

.. but the lilyroots remain wet

*

The present's fleecy cloud wrapping is removed revealing

the jewel Sun streaming His own ribbons.



INTERFAITH





The dawn birds sing before come the earliest beams

God's messengers come before He who all...... redeems



As in unmowed green pastures

grass is starred by wild asters

so the word of the peaceful master

will win oer silent priests and pastors

*

Before sparked the seed which Jesus said must die to live,

the hexagonal snowflake of form had to melt into formless

water.



EACH IS ALL*



Do not dismiss the puddle. She can transmit the light

of the morning sun.

*

NONJUDGING



Rigid judgmental opinions can block descent of Spirit's pinions.



******************

NEWER



THE SEA



Without equal, each wave sequel. Land is for eagles. The sea

is for seagulls.



FIDELITY



Serial womanizer Jack Frost had his face pressed to their windows.. asking them to come out and play.. before he disappeared again.

*

GRATITUDE



Winter when God's unseen gift of breath becomes visible.



PLAY

Like skydiver chains, some maple seedlings jump... locked

together.



BEAUTY



Before the falls, the sheen of shanti. At the falls

sheets of shakti.

*

On the stepping stones in the pool... snow has made

a pillow for each rock stool

*

Delilah's lilac'd fields Lilliputian the Lord of Love has many lilies put in

*

A feathergowned crane flies through the forest

like Cinderella fleeing the ball.. but now the Prince of Peace

comes into the hall

*

Dawn rhodescent, jeweled by moon crescent



DESTINY



What is destiny? The will of God. Since God is imprisoned

in the hearts of His beings, destiny is ones nonharming

desires.



EQUITY



He attempted to live by ten tenets.. he tried to all

to be tender, not to profit off of tenants



ETERNAL



He wished no induction into the House of Lords, but only

to return home to the Home of the Lord.



FIDELITY



Serial womanizer Jack Frost had his face pressed to their windows.. asking them to come out and play.. before he disappeared again.



*

FREE



Concern for ruples or rupees, pounds or rubies,

shillings or farthings is from God's heart a far thing



GRACE



Into the stream fell a samara shower, a flotilla of lifeboats

in time for the struggling bug



How is it that substance filled will and the empty flute of

music are both taurus?  because the will which is surrendered

to God flows with the most divine energy



GRATITUDE



Winter when God's unseen gift of breath becomes visible.



JOY



Squirrels tossed away the chewed pine cones which they ate like

a cob with rows of gold corn



LOVE



Some criticized him for sharing his journal,, but most

were grateful that he had invited all into his heart

*

Roses are pink. Violets are violet. Our love for you

is forever inviolate



MUSIC



The applause for Pavarotti.. is as beautiful as his voice..

for it is the sound of many hearts beating as one



NONVIOLENCE



One need fear not the might of the tiny wellmeaning mite,

the queen of termites.. if one builds  with stone or stucco might.



PEACE



As many like Uri Geller can with mindpower bend metal

so prayer and positive thought can melt weapons.



PLAY



Like skydiver chains, some maple seedlings jump... locked

together.



POSITIVE THOUGHT



The break of day! The crack of dawn! Look not at night's

shellshards but at the newbird sun!

*

What her omnipotent heart ordained, her obedient will obtained.

*

When comes eternal noon? When soul turns around each no. to on.

*

Rising waters in a quarry.. fill every niche and nave..

Spirit's rising waters  grant each desire in heart cave.

*

A single silent green light empowered a line of awesome truck might. A single band of pink dawning light

pushed back the entire greyblanket of night.

*

Can one brake the break of day? Can one brook the coming dawn?



PRAYER



Spiraling blue spruce spires... their steeples point to blue star fire.... yet the Breath of Spirit is its lyre

*

Into the chasm of your desire God pours His divinity fire

... assumes His liquid gold the form of your wish mold



SACRED ARE ALL BEINGS.. ALL MATTER



Who besides a snake can swim in the grass?

*

Sooner or later even Satan's minions are beyond duality

opinions lifted by Love's universal pinions.

*

A playing boy's discarded stick became the father heron's

beakborn gift... for their nest a new twig ...

the rejected stumbling block.. to the temple's

cornerstone he lifts

*

Said the mother fly to the gay teen... long before they called

you a queer, a faggot... they called my children little maggots

*

Call no demon names. Focus on his divine core. See the gold

within his ore.

*



THE SEA



Without equal, each wave sequel. Land is for eagles. The sea

is for seagulls.



SUN



Sunrise is apple fall





WILL



The song of the whippoorwill says 'let it flow' .. don't

whip your poor will

















(Spruce spires to the focused soul of Philip B) (Home of the Lord to B Rohner) Break of Day to David Wright Omnipotent Heart to M Brunner Inviolate to JB Rising Waters to D & M McGee Pink Band to JPB Unbrookable Dawn to TK and CR taurus poem to dpb Shanti: Sanskrit for peace Shakti: Sanskrit for energy 37









Poems Of 1 Or 2 Lines

463



love 45 sea 35 earth 26 nonviolence 30 joy 27 resurrction 26 equity 2 wind 12

beauty 26 peace 16 prayer 19 grace 23 fredom 12 pain gone 6 giving 7 metamorphosis

16 courage 3 mothering 5 patience 4 potho 17 egoless 1 projection 3 law kneels 5 friends

1 unity 4 victory 6 truth 3 gratitutude 4 release 8 eternal 8 silence 11 forgive 3 sun 9

fidelity 4 perfection 6 will 9 change 7 simplicity 5 theism 1 teacers 3 music 2 art 2 interfaith 3 each is all 1 nonjudging 1

newer 5



Inviolate is to JB

Part II

SEMANTIC POLITICS

Salmon is a pretty color
but saffron says it better.
Salmon a choked fishie's shroud
while saffron is
a pastel cloud.

RAINWARD ROOTS

The tree's branched plumes
hold her purple plums
while deeper into earth
her rainward roots plumb.

OCHRE

Where has gone evening's light ochre?
into the leaves of the okra
into the blooming orchids

CHURCH BELLTOWER

A fire in the church belltower.
Since the structure was made of
stone and metal..
not a single bell
to earth fell.

TRANQUILITY

How does the lily
grow? In sweet tranquility
most tranquilily

SOLDIER'S BOSS

His captain was of human beings
a shallow imitation.
He specialized in intimations
of violent intimidation
and escalated to
incriminations
re perceived limitations.

DAILY HOLOCAUST

Guiltless animals
who no longer scream... are oft
baked in their own udders' cream

(Trillions of animals, birds, fishes are murdered
annually...)

KISS OF MORNING MIST

Tendrils of rising morning mist
met and mingled and kissed
downfalling sun rays
which melted them away.

ROMEO CHARGED WITH FELONY

Romeo, sixteen,
for loving Juliet .. charged
with a felony.

VINE OF HEAVEN

The invisible
vine of heaven... with endless
large brightberried stars

CARRARA WORKERS

Carrara workers.. unheralded sculptors...
with their giant cube chiseling ...
they midwife concave baptismal fonts,
marble lace trellises.
Michelangelo's David,

Footnote:

Note: men paid not enough to do hard labor in marble quarries

SOUL'S VOICE

Long after the man's
body has aged the soul's voice
endures unchanging
*

Footnote:
We might not recognize old friends by appearance.. but by hearing them speak

ALLCONQUERING AURA

They are no longer terrorized
by the shadows of the night.
They hold the hand of Him
who defeats darkness with His light

LUMINOSITY

He imbued all ludicrosity
with his blazing luminosity

GRACE FILLED VALEDICTIONS

All blessings, never
maledictions..
were the content
of his valedictions.

JUDGE NOT

All judging is based
on ignorance. Only God
knows all the factors.

AFRO NIGHTY

The Afro nighty
of Aphrodite:
on lavender evening
the star sequins
moving in sequence

© Saiom Shriver

-saiom shriver-

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Effervescence is to David P B
We Gave Him A Pitcher is to C Lassell
Rocking Cradle of the World is to Don and Pat Wilson
Faster than Any Stylus Squiggling is to Mark Braunstein
Receives All Arrows is to E Hubiak
Blackberried Tarts is to Betsy Frost

This scroll in its entirety is dedicated to my family my friends
and to all beings. It is my hope that if you like any of them,
they be printed on scrap, cotton, rice, or other less violent paper.
Dedicatees:
Cluster is to Nancy L
2 dynasties of love is to NA and JBA
Oerhoverer is to our mother.
Laurel leaves.. is to Richard Wilbur who awakened my love of poetry
Polish horses is to Alex Hershaft founder of http://www.meatout.org
  Pitcher to C Lassell
Sea Receives lonely rivers to E Hubiak
   Rocking Cradle of the World to D & P Wilson
It Snows At Sea to J and D Shriver
Swallow Wing to N Nickol
White heron flock is to Denzel Washington Oprah
Winfrey and all involved in The Great Debaters.
Rookery to W Rave .
Clothesline Exclamations to L Umana
Crossroads to A D'Alessio
Stylus Squiggling.. to Mark Braunstein
Not bound by Gravity is to Sandy Patti
Pass it On is to my cousin Dick M

Mavoorning is to E Lynch
White Cap weaver is to F Ratnikova
Rosary poem to C Marshall
The phlebitis poem is to Richard Nixon whose Watergate frame was
arranged by the CIA  not
because of the mass killings in Vietnam and Cambodia but because he
had told Billy Graham he would end unfair control of the US media
Shadows of fishes is to JPB
15 the quiet depths is to B Pinkus, who convinced the writer to give up milk chocolate notmilk.com the Cesar poem is to Cesar Chavez and the United Farm Workers ufw.org
Blue spruce spires is
to Philip B

His
empathic heart.. is to P Borlo
Enpine the cone is to B Barr
I choose thee.. is to Jan F
Will, your winded wings will win is to Will W
The writer was unusually blessed by God
in the parents given to her *Each is All a statement L Hill's teacher
made to him * the bees in the field to D & R H  Only fallen

The horse
poems are not intended to endorse the slavery of horse racing, or
other exploitation of horses for human pleasure
(the champion racehorse line is not an endorsement of
the cruelty and corruption of the racing industry which causes
horses to burn to death in fires, have their forelegs
hang by a tendon after an accident, be whipped by ambitious
jockeys, be shipped from home to home)

Emma Wood said
"animals love vegetarians"  
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those by wemni, kittymonkey, patriciajj, serenemoment and many others
Will, your winded wings will win is to Woodford  

  *
Because quarries have sharp rocks and sometimes hidden currents,
please be cautious

*nonarchs.. the nine unelected (of whom 89% are male)
on the Supreme Court, which has always been a rubber
stamp of the rich

*

Pass the sun on is to my cousin Dick
I choose thee.. is to J Freundschuh

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Other poetry sites
http://www.worldhaikureview.org (com?)

http://short-poetry.blogspot.com Belle Nabor

(alternate version:
the rising sun arouses the rose)

Poems Of 1 Or 2 Lines
love 37 sea 34 earth 24 nonv 30 joy 26 res 26 wind 9 beauty 24 peace 17 prayer 17 grace 22 freedom 12 pain 5 giving 7 morph 16 courage 3 mothering 5 patience 4 potho 16 egoless 1 projection 3 law bows 5 friendship 1 union 4 victory 6 truth 3 gratitude 3 release 7 eternal 5 silence 11 forgive 3 sun 9 faithful 4 perfection 6
will 9 equity 2 change 7 simple 5 theism 1 teacher 3 music 2 art 2 interfaith 3   each is all 1 417 and 19 and 10 446
*Each is All
a statement L Hill's
teacher made to him

* Because quarries have
sharp rocks and sometimes
hidden currents, please
be cautious

* Everyone has her or his own image of the Higher Power,
God or Goddess, Ishtadevata (favorite form of God).
It seems cumbersome to He/She all the time in reference
to God. Please forgive the male pronoun.

The phlebitis poem
is to Richard Nixon whose Watergate frame was arranged by the powers
which put him in office
not because of the mass killings in Vietnam
and Cambodia but because he had told Billy Graham he would
end unfair control of the US media

His empathic heart..
  is to P Borlo
(alternate version:
the rising sun arouses the rose)

shadows of fishes is to JPB

Quiet depths is to B Pinkus

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