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How the dawn’s light releases the sweet rose
How the dawn’s light releases the sweet rose; O how my heart recalls what love she bestows. But now, O now I am adrift on pounding wave; what I once held in my arms has become a rave. The girl, … Continue reading
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Ishi was the last of his people in a world gone mad
Ishi was the last of his people in a world gone mad; the gold rush of forty nine had sealed their fate plenty bad. He was the last, the only one, stumbling in abject grief; tribal genocide, in his person, … Continue reading
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Open the door, and let us in to embrace
Open the door, and let us in to embrace Your reluctance to bestow your grace. We have been banging with our tender fist, And wonder why you our ardor still resist! The Beloved, we have heard, is never so cruel, … Continue reading
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Make it new. Sing a song that revives the dead
Make it new. Sing a song that revives the dead, That creates gold from dull, black lifeless lead. Sing a song that breathes life into a cadaver, That rouses the spirit from corporate blather. Rise up, and sing. Sing a … Continue reading
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We call out your name as we lift the glass of desire
We call out your name as we lift the glass of desire; Ages have past, but the heart does not burst into fire! Speech cannot find the words to offer an excuse- The mind is too busy with the business … Continue reading
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A Suggestion To AMBPPCT On Infrastructure: Bagh-e-Sheriar
The Trust’s recent whirlwind tour of America to inform the public of its long range infrastructure plan occasions this suggestion, which is an idea that first came to me over ten years ago. The Trust has three major concerns in … Continue reading
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Green grows the heart’s longing, vines on fire
Green grows the heart’s longing, vines on fire Breathing your name in love’s ascending gyre. Green grows the longing heart skyward, bright Tongues of flame praising the sweet Word of light. Your name, your bright name is our dawn laughter … Continue reading
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Grokking New Life Politics
Many people, especially self identified spiritual types, think that spirituality is pure but politics is dirty. This point of view has it that only retreat into a personal relationship with God has lasting value, that the “world” is dirty and … Continue reading
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May the muddy waters clear to reveal your face
May the muddy waters clear to reveal your face; May the mirror be polished to reflect your grace. The wretched mind always makes the same mistake Of forsaking the real and embracing the fake. The desire of self-image is brick … Continue reading
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The Infantilization of Nature
America has led the way with the infantilization of Nature. This is in lock step with Progress- which is the whore-muse inspiring this nation. Nature is now a perfect abstraction- conjured only in tempestuous weather as an aberrant phenomenon. We … Continue reading
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