She's looking for Mr. Right,
While he's looking for Miss Right.
Both of them seeking for 'The One'.
She lives on the western side,
While he stays on the east side --
They don't cross paths under the Sun.
She goes to church on Sundays,
Does good works and sings and prays
"Dear Lord, please help me find the One".
He's in a congregation, the same denomination,
That meets on the other side of town.
So she decided to look
For some kind of 'self help' book -
She did not want to spend any money.
Reading was his best hobby,
And they met inside the lobby
Of the local town library.
They both walked to the section
Of books on self-direction,
And both reached for the same book.
"Go ahead and take it." He said.
"No, but you were here first" she said.
"Why don't we read it together?".
A conversation started -
Since then they never parted -
Mr. and Mrs. Right forever.
If you'd be someone's Mr. Right,
Try to be your very best you.
And if you'd be someone's Miss Right,
The same advice goes for you.
Get an education to be interesting,
Develop a warm personality.
Exercise, eat less, be appealing.
Involve the LORD and visit the library.
slowly we evolve
blinking within universes
moving forward solve
facing ourselves in mirrors
knowingness sees then stands deep
nothing becomes time
matter meaningless messy
we sing songs as chime
when awakening to truth
egos escape shiver shake
let go forgiving
untangle own threads and dread
climb green trees to see
eclipses giving clarity
on the path with sanity
Ah ! Seven Sisters Wild
let your blueness flow in tides
for hot bread and blankets red cosy
loosen grids to free muddled minds rosy
so all may smell
nasturtiums tangling moist moss bells
Ah ! Seven Sisters Wild
slip here in solitary hours mild
to turn dial in cold of night
tuning to forgotten memories
of secret airy flights
where you taught mysteries
which I now remember as histories
Ah ! Seven Sisters Wild
are you chanting or baking chide
or decorating star garden walls
awaiting awakening calls
the dark silences of your eyes
embracing arums
we arise
I y e a r n for H O M E
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ENLIGHTENMENT
Be like your pupil,
Always seeking divine light:
Wisdom enlightening:-
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Arms like tiny windmills spin through morning air.
Aiming, she builds pathways?deep within her mind.
Another swing flows onward like waves upon the shore.
Awakening intention burns?as neural roads unwind.
Reaching past reflexes like butterflies from cocoons.
Rhythmic movements carve?the skills she'll always find.
Object permanence sparkles bright like diamonds in her sight.
Orchestrating muscles smooth,?her future self designed.
Hand-eye coordination weaves like spider's silken thread.
Happiness erupts when fists?and dangling targets bind.
Intentional movements bloom like flowers in the spring.
Infrastructure grows within?her brilliant, growing mind.
I'm a baby.
I move constantly. Amazingly constantly.
And I flutter hard. Amazingly hard.
Why?
Because I'm rehearsing.
I'm rehearsing moving like I mean it.
I'm rehearsing being strong like oak trees.
I'm rehearsing dancing like butterflies.
I'm rehearsing for rolling.
I'm rehearsing for sitting.
I'm rehearsing for crawling like little explorers.
I'm rehearsing for walking like big kids.
My arms pump like tiny engines.
My legs kick like happy swimmers.
My brain lights up like Diwali morning.
Why?
Because I'm rehearsing.
I'm rehearsing coordination like orchestra music.
I'm rehearsing balance like tightrope walkers.
I'm rehearsing grace like flowing water.
I shake like maracas.
I wiggle like puppies.
I flutter like spring leaves.
Amazingly joyful.
Amazingly determined.
Amazingly ready.
Why?
Because I'm rehearsing for the moment
when I get to stand up
and dance through the world.
Lunar alabaster
gleams beneath the void
The infant’s mind is carved in stone
Neural patterns branch like frost
across the barren surface
Face recognition
etched in marble relief
The first spark of knowing
Sound waves frozen into rings
echo mother's silent song
Small fingertip grooves
map first touch sensation
then the human footprints vanish, art remains
I am for change
Not for the worst
But for better.
I am for good
Good for better
For excellence.
I am for peace
Peace that progress
Best for the world.
I am for best
Best interest
For human kind.
It's a good feeling to see
The natural voice of nature
Is so soothing to hear
The sounds of the birds singing
It so sad because the experience
Is short lived and unexpected end
It's near to be lost and unseen
Big building will soon arise
The place will soon be full of houses
Convert into subdivision and high rise
No more bird's music, no more nature
No more fresh air, no more chills.
Bud
so rich
in promise
nature's baby
awaits the sunshine
and long days of colors
A kelly green world's sighing
so avid for the plums and pinks
in the middle of eternity
in the middle of glorious summer
Opening in scents of sudden surprise
luscious and lovely in warm breezes
new to red cardinal's old song
dance with pop star the day long
roaming moon silk caresss
of midnight magic
Born beautiful
diamond dew
adorns
Bloom
The Developing World
Incredible scientific growth, real futuristic
Development is an unstoppable progress
Millions of achievements, human creativity
I had a tape recorder, in the eighties,
and vacuum tube and transistor television
But now? Microchips drive satellites in the sky
Forty years only, it is nothing in the time
My mobile phone is a micro hi-fi system,
a television, a post, a library, an office,
a studio, and a lot of high-tech things
I can’t list everything. I can’t imagine.
What will phones be like after a hundred years?
Development should be inclusive:
From far flung to the urban
From countryside to cityside
From the least to the greatest
From local to international arena
It's like a road, a railway
A blueprint, an organizational chart
A system or a scheme that everyone passed
Together hand in hand will improve, no one is left behind
A leader has short and long term solution
Crafting ideas and laws that benefit people up
Up in livelihood development consumption
Up in financial status development
Up in educational system development
Up in science and technology development
Up in research and development initiative
Up in marine and agricultural sustenance
Up in natural disaster mitigation and prevention
Up in government infrastructures and good governance
Up in digitalization process and innovation
Up in job placement and poverty reduction
Up in communication and in frequency
Excellent leaders think One Hundred Years ahead of his time.
Standing at the brink of our new world
I gaze into the majestic landscape.
I see a novel synthetic fraternity
Shining lights of discovery –
Teetering on the edge
Of a blazing dystopian inferno.
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