Posts Tagged ‘ beauty ’

September

September 2, 2017
September

The golden-rod is yellow; The corn is turning brown; The trees in apple orchards With fruit are bending down. The gentian’s bluest fringes Are curling in the sun; In dusty pods the milkweed Its hidden silk has spun. The sedges flaunt their harvest, In every meadow nook; And asters by the brook-side Make asters in […]

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Musée des Beaux Arts

March 26, 2017
Musée des Beaux Arts

About suffering they were never wrong, The old Masters: how well they understood Its human position: how it takes place While someone else is eating or opening a window or just walking dully along; How, when the aged are reverently, passionately waiting For the miraculous birth, there always must be Children who did not specially […]

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Cosmic Field Trip IV

February 27, 2017
Cosmic Field Trip IV

Would you look? Would you take a peek? Into the great big void stare, Radiation bursts… blinding glare; Infinite routes to infinite universes, Infinite riches and beauties, Infinite “me’s” and “you’s”. Infinite possibilities and choices not made, Infinite dreams accomplished or dashed by routine’s blade. Infinite loves, infinite losses, Infinite half empty and half full […]

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La Serenissima

November 4, 2016
La Serenissima

Sometimes words are futile and the only thing that can make you relax is an instrumental song. Besides Loreena McKennitt‘s The Mystic’s Dream, which will be the subject of another article, I also love listening to La Serenissima, which appeared on the harpist’s 1997 album entitled The Book of Secrets. Though La Serenissima was another name […]

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A Reader’s Universe

October 27, 2016
A Reader’s Universe

Many worlds have I seen, On the roads to great adventures I have been. Many lives I have lived, In different atmospheres I have breathed. Countless worlds and lives I’ve seen lost, As goodwill and morality aside were tossed. I have witnessed heroes rise and smite cruelty incarnate down Treated with great respect, yet… as […]

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Autumn Rain

September 29, 2016
Autumn Rain

As the day takes off the heated crown, So does the leaf change its skin As do all of its kin. As the clouds split open, The rivers again swell… Autumn rain water falling down. The day’s no longer bright, The tugging ball of flame is no longer gazing, Its lava sight no longer scarring… […]

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Under the Shade of a Weeping Willow Tree

September 1, 2016
Under the Shade of a Weeping Willow Tree

Under the shade of a weeping willow tree In a secluded corner where no-one can see Half-obscured by branches drooping low I take a deep breath, and I let myself go I close my eyes and block out the stress Sigh softly at the breeze’s gentle caress I dig my fingers into the dirt and […]

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‘Tis Music

July 24, 2016
‘Tis Music

Can you feel the heat? Do you sense every single atom boiling off your skin? Do you feel so good you think “Not religious, but it’s so amazing! Enjoying it must surely be a sin!” ? Well congrats, my friend, for getting off your seat! Nod your head like you’ve never felt pain or sorrow, […]

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Songs of Kabir

July 14, 2016
Songs of Kabir

For today’s post, I’m going to review a poetry collection entitled Songs of Kabir, which is written by the Indian saint and mystic poet Kabir and it is translated into English by another famous Indian poet, Rabindranath Tagore. What I understood from Evelyn Underhill’s presentation of Kabir’s life and poems is that Kabir was the […]

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The Rose Of Midnight

June 5, 2016
The Rose Of Midnight

The moon is now an opening flower, The sky a cliff of blue. The moon is now a silver rose; Her pollen is the dew. Her pollen is the mist that swings Across her face of dreams: Her pollen is the April rain, Filling the April streams. Her pollen is eternal life, Endless ambrosial foam. […]

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