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Wine of Autumn Nights
Originally posted on Wuji Seshat:
with sparkling glasses that shine i drink the moon light through eyes like candlelight who cares for darkness? not the mountain or sky or i the stars retire me to my bed knowing my time to live, or die i might find happiness impossible awake, so easily in my dreams,…
Memories like chinese poems
Originally posted on Wuji Seshat:
A good traveler has no fixed plans, and is not intent on arriving. ~ Lao Tzu homesick for something I cannot name, for home beyond all other homes? I am alone in a foreign land in love with foreigners sick of the locals I do not want to speak or…
into the Tao
Originally posted on Wuji Seshat:
Never think there is anything impossible for the soul. It is the greatest heresy to think so. If there is sin, this is the only sin; to say that you are weak, or others are weak. ~ Swami Vivekananda these are great trees to walk below, temple breeze on our…
song of death
Originally posted on Wuji Seshat:
If you die you’re completely happy and your soul somewhere lives on. I’m not afraid of dying. Total peace after death, becoming someone else is the best hope I’ve got. ~ Kurt Cobain The night, it is a path of stars to which no visitor can wander ankle-deep in the…
In these dark days
Originally posted on Jane Dougherty Writes:
This poem is in response to Peter Bouchier’s comment that we need words of hope of some kind ‘in these dark days’. This week has seen enough shocking, senseless deaths on our European doorstep to make any right-minded human being shout, stop! Whoever is doing it, whyever they are…
time of revelation
Originally posted on Wuji Seshat:
Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies. ~ Aristotle Give me not translations of what all the mystics sought creation forgotten creator only felt attention turned inward in love with the Beloved alone don’t call it God call it supreme nature that everyone possesses that can possess…
Takes Over
Originally posted on ronovanwrites:
Takes Over ? Soft fingertips play, Gently along the spine, Desire takes over. ? ? 2014 © Copyright-All rights reserved-RonovanWrites.wordpress.com.
soul never ceases
Originally posted on Wuji Seshat:
“What Is Love? I have met in the streets a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat worn, the water passed through his shoes and the stars through his soul” ― Victor Hugo Incited by something internal Love feeds the centuries nothing but…
After the rain haikus
Originally posted on Jane Dougherty Writes:
After the rain, blooms balance their load of diamonds Regal heads nodding Damp grass with snails Cupped petals catching sundrops Rain-washed world glitters.
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