Beauty Wisdom Poems

Come to me O Ancient Ones
For I have missed you
Your presence fills me with
Light and joy

I hear you calling me in the night
Tendrils whispered 
On...

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Alone I walk this winding road,
With no hand to hold, no love bestowed,
In the stillness of the night, I quietly cry,
For a future where I’ll...

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Just like this vessel, we all bear
Marks of struggle, signs of wear.
But beneath the surface, deep within
Lies the essence of who we have been.

Like a...

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Before you get married, my child
There are a few things you should remember
The most important being
To always tend to your farm

You should look for a...

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I am surprised how such a small oval birdbath I keep in my backyard, attracts so many birds of different species. Of course, I do...

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Women need good thoughts
Good books rich in inner world
Beauty ought to notes....

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Waves of knives piercing through the barriers, 
their judgement infecting the defenses built up over time... 
claiming that's what they see, unknowing the backlash it...

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Where Carnatic's notes on temple walls reside,
A melody awakens, draped in Kalanidhi's pride.
T.M. Krishna, a voice that cuts through time,
Weaving music's magic with a spirit...

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Comes within the heart, and makes a person tender
Heals a broken soul and makes his heart lighter
The language of pure love and favor
It doesn't cost...

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Not muscles forged in fire's wrath,
But gentle hands that cradle life's path.
Not thunder's roar that shakes the earth,
But whispers soft, of wisdom's worth.

Weavers of dreams,...

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You say you're old, but I don't see it
Your wrinkles are just lines of wisdom
Your hair is not gray, but silver
Your eyes are not dull,...

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The eyes are a two way mirror reflecting
whats seen
& behind their glassy stare many things
lay hidden
We're driven by these invisible things & are
passengers in a...

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At sixteen
People's Bible Church
sent me from rural Michigan farm lands
to Moody Bible Institute
in siren-screaming Chicago

Church fathers assumed,
despite curious evidence to the contrary,
that I was a...

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When the morning dawns, lifting each still fear,
Light pours in through the heart, shushing each tear,
While hope plays gentle on the rising sun
Penning a new...

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there it once was
dreams with wings
once there was love
with joy then tears
eventually broken hearts

My wisdom whispered:

"life is beautifuL
with joy and pain
the aches of love
and despair"

So...

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