Do not disturb the Children playing in the trees,
Their laughter is the essence of life,
The cure for our souls,
The music for all of nature.
Be still do not interfere.
Their laughs are vibrations of life’s purity,
Which pierces the strongest tree,
Inspires the most beautiful birds to sing,
So now all of the creatures can dance.
Just as an act of anger can destroy the virtue of a lifetime,
A single act of compassion can destroy eons of evil.
The Child's laugh is the catalyst.
Bad Poetry and Good Thoughts
Some bad poems I wrote since I know nothing about poetry. But I know about life, I know that we know nothing. -Michael
Monday, October 11, 2010
Ways of Life
The ignorant
are guided
by their egos and ambition,
the righteous
by their principles and laws,
the wise
by their wisdom.
I will try to live in harmony,
Which needs no guidance,
for I live in emptiness,
from where
compassion and wisdom
flow
like pure water
from an eternal spring.
are guided
by their egos and ambition,
the righteous
by their principles and laws,
the wise
by their wisdom.
I will try to live in harmony,
Which needs no guidance,
for I live in emptiness,
from where
compassion and wisdom
flow
like pure water
from an eternal spring.
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
~Only In Dreams~
Only In Dreams
My eyes close, my eyes open,
My nose interfering with your beautiful perfect hair,
The aroma stings my nostrils with pure pleasure,
I want only to breathe in your essence,
I want only to gaze upon you for eternity,
Deep into your eyes,
Deep into your soul,
I have seen what lies underneath,
I will keep it forever inside my thoughts,
This moment is eternal.
We lay together tightly and gently,
My arm over you, holding you safely,
Our bodies together a work of art,
Our souls together a work of god,
Your beauty allows me believe,
You being with me allows me to forget.
And we can’t help but laugh.
We can’t help but smile.
And I will, even if a dream.~
My eyes close, my eyes open,
My nose interfering with your beautiful perfect hair,
The aroma stings my nostrils with pure pleasure,
I want only to breathe in your essence,
I want only to gaze upon you for eternity,
Deep into your eyes,
Deep into your soul,
I have seen what lies underneath,
I will keep it forever inside my thoughts,
This moment is eternal.
We lay together tightly and gently,
My arm over you, holding you safely,
Our bodies together a work of art,
Our souls together a work of god,
Your beauty allows me believe,
You being with me allows me to forget.
And we can’t help but laugh.
We can’t help but smile.
And I will, even if a dream.~
Warmth of the Cold
Warmth of the Cold
We have our seasons too,
As nature in its perfection;
And life in its chaos.
Dripping from your face is the element.
Stinging in your heart is the regret.
Time is an illusion of nature;
But not the soul.
Shades of the foliage change;
When sunlight that kisses,
Is not enough to grow or heal.
With bitter wind and silent air,
Stirring though the few leaves.
Ancient harmony that binds us.
Speaks the warmth inside.
The tree that is deeply rooted will survive.
And will be fruitful again soon,
In its glory dancing under the sun.
To know how deep and strong,
To know how gentle and sweet,
Only do you know when the tree is gone.
Sometimes by the smallest storm.
We have our seasons too,
As nature in its perfection;
And life in its chaos.
Dripping from your face is the element.
Stinging in your heart is the regret.
Time is an illusion of nature;
But not the soul.
Shades of the foliage change;
When sunlight that kisses,
Is not enough to grow or heal.
With bitter wind and silent air,
Stirring though the few leaves.
Ancient harmony that binds us.
Speaks the warmth inside.
The tree that is deeply rooted will survive.
And will be fruitful again soon,
In its glory dancing under the sun.
To know how deep and strong,
To know how gentle and sweet,
Only do you know when the tree is gone.
Sometimes by the smallest storm.
A Warning
Warning
Innocent children,
Are playing with it,
But you can’t see it.
Pure black liquid;
Evil blood of death;
Our brothers are burning;
In this hell we created;
Don’t you hear the Screams?
I feel the echo,
I see the reflection.
Surviving off ancient flesh
Planting poison seeds,
To grow and destroy;
Life will go on;
We will be slaughtered,
In suicide.
Innocent children,
Are playing with it,
But you can’t see it.
Pure black liquid;
Evil blood of death;
Our brothers are burning;
In this hell we created;
Don’t you hear the Screams?
I feel the echo,
I see the reflection.
Surviving off ancient flesh
Planting poison seeds,
To grow and destroy;
Life will go on;
We will be slaughtered,
In suicide.
Chaos
Chaos
We are the bad, we are the plague. We are the evil, I am the poison. We are the pain, you are the fire. With the blindfold, we destroy. With our arrogance, we suffer. With our selfishness, they suffer. In the end we will be gone. A new beginning will have to be without us. A new start for
Harmony.
We are the bad, we are the plague. We are the evil, I am the poison. We are the pain, you are the fire. With the blindfold, we destroy. With our arrogance, we suffer. With our selfishness, they suffer. In the end we will be gone. A new beginning will have to be without us. A new start for
Harmony.
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