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Make a very cautious move,
By giving no room for blunder,
Your worth, you must prove,
By overcoming hurdles that hinder
Your greatness, God will approve,
By acting as a success-lender,
Appreciate yourself silently,
Initiate noble actions confidently,
Propitiate God by praying fervently,
......
Silence used to be my prison,
a place and a moment from long ago
that made me feel the most anxious,
Most unsafe and broken.
And back then, it was as if light vanished.
Time flew, things changed.
Silence is now my escape.
My haven, my comfort.
......
My struggles really started...
When I was just a kid...
Running the streets and getting in trouble...
For everything I did...
I wanted people to like me...
To have friends and be really cool...
But I always felt like a outsider...
Alone, every day after school...
......
flowers in a vase
plum colored near bowl of grapes
middle of the night
charming fruit basket
of apples peaches and limes
in shadows of time
corn carrots and beans
on a farm table waiting
......
Make a very cautious move,
By giving no room for blunder,
Your worth, you must prove,
By overcoming hurdles that hinder
Your greatness, God will approve,
By acting as a success-lender,
Appreciate yourself silently,
Initiate noble actions confidently,
Propitiate God by praying fervently,
......
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Calm in chaos
Classic comical chorus
Mystery theme, soul’s strain
Torturous tones, spirit’s refrain
Strumming the sinews of the heart
Wallowing in the melody of melancholy
Gentle chords, seldom pull apart
Tender tugs, sustain the harmony
Dancing to the end of love
......
Standing on the vast seashore of Lethe,
I am sipping the sweet breeze of the restless sea.
My feet touch the ancient mossy hills.
An unknown sonorous sound comes to my brimming ear.
The mingling heart stops the oscillation before the bar.
A deep sensation lingers there.
For my bouncing heart the door to freedom is ajar.
Suddenly the cold, unrivaled splash of the oceanic beauty soaks my dappled face.
Such a touch my face never felt before.
......
On the jetty - in the mist - dry under ponchos
Surf pounding at concrete - biting at the shore
Glowing gaslamp beckoning gnats - freezing on the tank
Poles in hands - lines in water - standing in entwined silence
Coho spawning - swallowing offered bait
Father and Son sharing heartbeats and serenity