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Wellington

I found myself shedding a tear at a train seat upon seeing the sights leaving the Wellington city train port to Woburn.
I don't mind being called a sentimental freak, if I could just have any describe more than I can the beauty that leaves 
one more than enamored, bewildered and perplexed. How is it possible for nature to marry humanity and vice versa? 
How does it happen when the city buildings lay backdrop to the turquoise waters of the pacific ocean and vice versa? 
How does its waves recognize no rules to follow on where it comes and goes or the wind for that matter? How does the 
birds play so freely as if happily almost touching the great body of water, back to air, then back again to the base 
surface of the waters? How does the water vessels cruise peacefully with some other ships finding their places like 
home amidst the many other small boats around? How does the sun give off its summer heat amidst the windy air? 
How did I end up being in that rugged train witnessing all the massive spectacle of beauty in a country a million miles 
away from my homeland? Tell me why I should help myself to a silent tear.

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Love In the First Degree

"When it feels right
It seems right" 
Someone said
No rules is THE rule
Dance with excitement tonight
Of what you think is "feeling right"
When will you ever learn?
Who you really are
Deeply feels
Freely gives
What contradiction
What fire to burn
So much pleasure and pain 
Search deeper inside 
You will find
What was there from the start
You holding the torch of light
Burning your truth bright
This time is no next time
No room for foolishness
No room for voluntary mistakes
True brain box novelty you are
Shine!
Love for the first time
Born out of reality and sensibility
Nourished by immaculate sensitivity
Seize not to possess nor obsess
End up by wide-open wonder not distress
Better live on reality based on 
Threading of boundaries
Spring forth love and loving
In the first degree
Absolute purity
No next time for real LOVE
So right
So so right

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Abstract Love

Here it is
A new picture of love 
It is freedom with boundaries
It is boundaries without limitations
Endless irony bursting forth realization
An equevocal, obscure equation 
A message too complex to decipher
Certainty is in the knowing 
Something riveting and unexpected 
Has come from a master
You and me
As the subject to frame
We determine direction
In the centre lines of confusion
Settled in by infinite desires 
Burning and melting traditions
United to each other by virtue
Of defiance to world-set standards
 Perhaps in divine vision
Of the One who led a universal path
Our cosmic reign
To meet in fruition
We come to this
Love furnace freedom
Beyond  understanding
Nor people's mental girding 
A picture we paint
In a blank canvass of lessons learned 
Stroking flames of affection
Illuminating new design 
On patterns of unconformity
Flowing silhouettes
Others call the abstract creation
We just don't know
But a new picture is worth the attention

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Power of the Mind

Amazing spark 
Linear grace
Of inspiring thought
Breezing through 
Steady pace
Striking parameters
Ascending, descending, percolating
Rhythm of congruence
Brilliant mind
Of a lovely heart
Ever grow
Incredible depth and width
Shining bright
The time is right
Snatch on up 
Grab on tight
For in a while
Might be gone
The chance to live it
Passing moment of light
Seeking for gateway of opportunities
Highway of dreams
Merging through crossroads 
Of determining boundaries
Oh Capture me till I'm far gone
Given in to the power of the mind
This brand new dance I long to jive
In the sweet recesses of success
Only mine to have in full surrender
Passed the doubts
and fringes of limitations
Far along the borders of creativity
Romancing further into the dream
My ears succumb to the victory song
Playing softly along
The burbank of positivity
In the corners of relativity
Generous and indulging 
POWER OF THE MIND

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Mind Romance

This is taking off 
Escalating into the expanse 
Thoughts inebriate 
Into the depths I gravitate 
Out of me yet into 
Drawing further into the wide 
Leaving  physical behind 
The silent call I heed 
Taking me deeper in flight 
Making love with the mind
What is here to find?
A high, a low of the great divide 
Calling senses to ecstasy 
Drawing into infinity 
This is taking off 
Escalating into the expanse 
Further and beyond 
Floating in the abyss
Intoxicating  bliss  
This flight has taken me back 
To where I was-
Myself

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Dunedin

City down south where fresh chill of every morning awakes to consciousness my likely to break into action bones
I have come from a place where the sun shines all year and time long for which it never tires out of giving heat; direct 
and ardent, often scorching heat. Here I feel no heat from even the brightest sun for the wind blows cold that always 
whiff the face as if saying "awaken the sun in your heart, your inner warmth inside which forever burns and now let it!"  
So I smile and embrace the cold air in response saying "Thank you... I have let it from the time that you said Hello."
The everyday greetings of the trees never fail to please my eyes. I have never seen such lush and vibrant colors of 
purple, pink, white, yellow, orange, and then from the daring dark of green to a subtle tint of yellow to gold. It all speaks 
to me… depicting moods of everyday lives changing by the seasons and every moment of life.  My mind raises to the 
many seasons I long to see and experience and I feel very much alive.

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Breath of Life

Let your inner self flow 
Midst the tension of the outside world
Give in to the natural ebb of
Transcending activities and reveries
Without compromising your sanctum within
Float gracefully in the knowledge of who you are
Rest your spirit with every wave of doubt
Guard your truth with every single breath you have
Resist not every current that tries to rise you up to surface
For against it you drawn further
Gravity knows who deserves the breath of life
If you  were to choose between opposite pulls of belief
Believe!
in the possibilities that honor your right to live
Rather than the impossibilities 
That leave you gasping to death
Feel yourself one with everything that surrounds
Buoyant to the force around your soul
Holding breath for a moment is only a test
To find your reservoir of strength
You will never lose yourself
If you honor the choice of
Life!

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Williwaw

Cold cold breeze 
Touching slightly
Like breathe to the face
Tinges and awakes
The dying embers of a distant memory
Cold cold freeze
Plays its way first in my forehead
Message that lingers and embeds
Face that haunts 
This surprised mind that floats
Cold cold zephyr
Gently finding my eyelid gutter
Remains heartening to reality 
Here still open to possibility
Cold cold wind 
Blowing into my cheeks
Touching longing
Feeling suffering
Now caressing my lips 
Tasting heaven through the distant shores
This cold cold williwaw
Is tempest to my soul
Will never freeze 
The warmth inside
With your first hello
For this cold may take me away
To distant shores
Only reverberates you to me
In this little bit of sunshine in my heart
The summer and spring waft through the winter wind 
Plays ever here despite our worlds apart
Blowing ever closely in my mind

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Colors of Freedom

Someone came to the door of grace
With a dream clasp at hand
A picture of white laces, picket fences
Glorious man holding her hand
Solid grip as if to say all this is all
This is me
This is all of me
Only this will bring happiness
Layered with peace
Full to the brim with joy
Sequined dream on a mind hill 
Of every up and small town girl
Sharing but one life vision 
Or is it but an illusion?
I came to the funnel of mystery  
Of which generations foretell of a history 
Face to face with the dream
Begging for some piece of me 
Some more of me at the brink of salvation
Craving for truth
Is this me?
Is this all of me? 
Inside my dream I saw 
Locks and chains on delicate wrists
Where every form of movement
Tears and breaks
That white has gone bright tinged red
Gone deeper and deeper in shade
Until black
Surely life is more than this
Is this life for all?
Is this me?
All of me? 
I closed the door of my once ago reverie
Found myself surrounded by divine sympathy
Cradled in mercy
of unexpected and undeserved
Comforted by hope
Life is more than just one dream
More than just one door
Or one corner of every road
Compelled to seeking truth
The choice of life more than its world-set guise
The limitless marvel of natural wonders
Color after color of surprising hues 
Life is more than every inch of a broken glass
As even splinters so deeply cut 
Also heals in time
Every breath that grasps life
Is worth another dream
For life is more than me
This is me

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Heart's Freedom

Get to know your little friend
Which resides within
Speaking truth with every precious beating
She knows too well to be accused
Of crimes beyond her self
Yet with every bruising
She remains true
For her lifeblood is this
Her own defiance 
Will mock her existence
So she keeps center her voice
From which convictions flow
Giving PEACE
L O V E
Even to the point of dying
Let reason stand still
Very still
Sometimes impossible 
To find at will
If only she would know his secret to keep
For now she has relied
On her own compass for guiding
Never wander away from her
She will never offer pseudo happiness
Or fall short of life's expectations
Hold fast to what she says
In her still gentle voice
is TRUTH
and truth
always
SETS FREE!