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You've seen
what time can do
How
winds
carve rock
and how ancient seas
dumped their sediment
on the ground
take note
of the changes
Proceed cautiously
Our eyes have
tasted fire
our ears have
seen the progression of time
Let's take joy in
nature's dance
Let the earth
take a few more whirls
wait patiently for
the inevitable march
of the days, months, millenia
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The past has
flown out the window
The present is full of sorrow
Look to the future
for a taste of the
sweet wine of life
Your tears will change to laughter
if you focus on what is to come
Tomorrow - looming ahead like
a bright shining star
is something we should never
lose sight of
Let the dance begin!
Let the songs be sung!
Let the wine of life
be poured
into gorgeous goblets of
purest gold!
Copyright © Matthew Anish | Year Posted 2012
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Purple flowers of my
adolescence
Gone now - gone forever
Outside my window
young girls play hopscotch
Taxis whizz by
Young lovers embrace
Getting lost in the humming metoroplis
is a good way to eliminate angst
The biblical three score and ten years
is not that felxible
Purple flowers of my adolescense
Gone now - gone foerver
Still I see images of them at times
in the eyes of certain strangers
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The ship we have
known
is sailing again
It is sailing through
the ocean of pain
Through the sea
it sails
right on course
Soon it will reach
the islands
the islands of temptation
the isles of bliss
No storms there, no sorrow
Our rest is assured
Before we land
on the blessed
isle
We will taste the fruits
of the life
we have known
Yes, and we will dance
among the gardens
where we see
dawn rise once again
over the ocean and the verdant lands
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Always asking question
The devoted daughter of the moon
revels in starlight
Sweet to the touch, the taste
She dances around an eternal campfire
The night wears on
Still she dances!
She will dance this way until dawn
when the bright rays of the sun
will send her looking for shelter
One million dawnsa and one million
dreams later
She'll awaken
to cast her glow
upon our epoch
which is in sore need
of tinsel and starlight
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Sitting here in my apartment
listening to the Mets game on the radio
Looking out my window
seeing the lights from a
nearby building
How many lives are being
acted out
Here in the vast metropolis
How many romances, how many
dreams
Are taking place behind
the lights
Imagination can go only so far
Reality can out pace it anytime
City Dwellers feel the
excitement(and the angst)
which the asphalt
homeland is famous for
Life is a funny thing
Our concerns are a small
thing in the vastness
of the cosmos
But millions of city lives
create indelible patterns
Which become the soul
of the city
The young, the old, the male, the female
all participate
In the dance of the
masses
This dance of civilization
Which continues
despite sorrow and regret
This dance cof urban life
revives the many hope-filled
dwellersw
In the concrete
canyons of New York City
l
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Something terrible is going on
in a distant part
of
the
world
Open your eyes this
morning
see what your fellow
beings
are experiencing
Natural disasters - terrible earthquakes and floods
put one's own
problems into perspective
Unemployment may
be up - you may be broke
You can take comfort
in the fact that your house is not flooded and that the
power lines
are operating well in your area
We ride on our small boats
toward a safe haven
headlines don't tell the full story
of billions of individuals
on our blue earth
Living day to day
and wondering if there is a G-d
who will lead them home
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As the world
closes in on us
our eyes
see
what our hearts
permit them to see
In autumn - in
the waning of the year
as the trees
turn orange, red and golden
before the land is covered in white
we will see sound and light
Surrounded by nature's beauty we become a part
of the eco-system
A great dawn
awaits us
in the end
Voices of ancient
children
reverberate in the cool air
Sometimes when it seems
that we are lost
the rhythm of the seasons
reminds us of what we may become
Perhaps this autumn light
will bring this world
to its' senses
Strength, Tranquility
and a heavy sense
of peace
Are being swept in
by a cool Northeastern breeze
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Your fate is sealed
Once a year
or so the book
tells us
Death is not
a thing to worship
Life is!
When some small creature
crawled forth from the primeval
ooze
We were left with
the responsibility of
continuing the cycle
We walk on gilded splinters
and just maybe we should let
Father Time decide our fate
But I feel we should
resist to the end
Stop the killing
Let peace reign
on our small planet
which circles a life-giving star
We are the stewards of
our biosphere
We owe our exsitence
to a miracle
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Steps leading
down
to a steep ravine
one path to
take
The cautious walker
moves slowly
measuring every step
Let's not laugh too
hard at him
He may look frazzled
but he has guts
If he is careful
He will reach the stream
This stream
flows through the canyon
leaving small creatures in
its wake
The light from above
shines down on
the ravine
Careful, man careful
The dangers are real
The time is very short
You'll reach your goal
and see life from the
other side
If you move carefully
and do not falter
with your steps
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