I praise the wise and respect the wisdom of every old and young, for when they speak they pave the way to every poem or song.
There is a charm in all their words and phrases short or long. In what they say you should believe until you prove them wrong.
When wisdom speaks I always listen to thoughts of brilliant minds, just like a gem or precious stone or gold in haunted mines.
I feel the words and see them spark in corners everywhere, sometimes I even smell their scent floating in the air.
A set of words in form of art could take your breath away, for classy words will make you feel in heaven you want to stay.
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Deep within the silence of my soul is a light
that accompany me through the darkness bright
like a flame balancing in the shadow of time
I have to complete my goal and take what is mine
I will not curse the darkness but will seek to forgive
that their time be extended from what they give
I will always be faithful to nature for what it bring
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Like a hunter's weapon
target to find it.s prey
the knowledge clear in my mind
will trace a way
the clouds travel with the wind
to shield the earth
I see no difference between the hunter
and the clouds
for they carry the same vision bother moment to capture th
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Sometimes my soul turns
and goes back to forgotten years ago,
when the birds, the animals, the clouds
and the wind were our brothers,
when we walked barefoot in the sun,
and the children were sleeping in the heaven,
when the universe was present in our arms.
I find myself in a most peculiar desert.
Most Quench their thirst with intoxicating drink, becoming less and less in touch with reality.
As I wander through this crowded yet barren wasteland I occasionally look down to see the garments on my feet worn through the sole, exposing flesh.
Blisters cover my feet, scrapes stripe my knees, scars checker my body. But not in vain.
Yes. I have a destination.
Though I do not know it's exact location and the path I walk is not straight, the arrival at the Oasis I seek is a definite eventuality.
My direction, though aimless and uncommon, is necessary for the route which is destined me.
For I too must drink.
The drink I search for is stronger yet.
However, it is less likely to be found on the surface due to evaporation and diluting forces at work.
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The language of love requires no translation,
The language of trust needs no explanation,
The language of honesty needs no interpretation,
The language of wisdom requires no noise,
The language of kindness requires no words.
I grasp for thoughts that others bid me hold,
And eagerly attend my lessons well.
But though I strive, and in the end excel,
What have I learned except what I’ve been told?
And all the words of wisdom spun with gold
Avail me not, for though they weave their spell,
Their voices dim. In turn, I bid farewell
To youthful past and rapidly grow old!
Where stands youth from old men facing death?
I search my lessons vainly for such scope,
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Deep within the silence of my soul is a light
that accompany me through the darkness bright
like a flame balancing in the shadow of time
I have to complete my goal and take what is mine
I will not curse the darkness but will seek to forgive
that their time be extended from what they give
I will always be faithful to nature for what it bring
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In words I find serenity,
simple or just too plain.
And in life I seek wisdom,
in words of the insane.
My lips reject profanity,
coerced or merely in pain.
No point in being vulgar,
politeness I should attain.
No one is near perfect,
benevolent or humane.
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I praise the wise and respect the wisdom of every old and young, for when they speak they pave the way to every poem or song.
There is a charm in all their words and phrases short or long. In what they say you should believe until you prove them wrong.
When wisdom speaks I always listen to thoughts of brilliant minds, just like a gem or precious stone or gold in haunted mines.
I feel the words and see them spark in corners everywhere, sometimes I even smell their scent floating in the air.
A set of words in form of art could take your breath away, for classy words will make you feel in heaven you want to stay.
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