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Love And The Trinkets Of Life
by Ayatullah Nurjati

Love is not a matter of expression
Nor is it a seduction but a lingering feeling
Love is also not a matter of a dynamic relationship arrangement
Nor is it togetherness in everyday life but a unification of perceptions

Love is not a matter of hope
Nor is it a bond of life's majesty but a promise of equivalence
Love is not a matter of giving or receiving
Nor is it an acclamation in the name of the ties that bind it, but the worth of the
moment and its value it was like Allah Created Muhammad to this World as His

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Fresh Perspectives
by Evelyn Judy Buehler

I was a learned college professor, who was forever eager to know more,
As blue-gray waves, finding sandy beaches, turn to seek another shore.

I drove to work smiling, in those tangerine days, so glad for avid youths,
Like when dusky stars waltz out dreamy, winking to show hidden truths.

My long days were full, like the pink marguerites, crowding sunny fields,
Or the misty rainbow's vanishing, after a full sky vision's been revealed!

I was suited to my worthy profession, because I had an analytical mind,

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Love And The Trinkets Of Life
by Ayatullah Nurjati

Love is not a matter of expression
Nor is it a seduction but a lingering feeling
Love is also not a matter of a dynamic relationship arrangement
Nor is it togetherness in everyday life but a unification of perceptions

Love is not a matter of hope
Nor is it a bond of life's majesty but a promise of equivalence
Love is not a matter of giving or receiving
Nor is it an acclamation in the name of the ties that bind it, but the worth of the
moment and its value it was like Allah Created Muhammad to this World as His

......

Continue reading
Fresh Perspectives
by Evelyn Judy Buehler

I was a learned college professor, who was forever eager to know more,
As blue-gray waves, finding sandy beaches, turn to seek another shore.

I drove to work smiling, in those tangerine days, so glad for avid youths,
Like when dusky stars waltz out dreamy, winking to show hidden truths.

My long days were full, like the pink marguerites, crowding sunny fields,
Or the misty rainbow's vanishing, after a full sky vision's been revealed!

I was suited to my worthy profession, because I had an analytical mind,

......

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