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Lynette Beck Fekete Poem
In a world of desire,
Beauty is often confused,
with physical appearances......
Yet, what is real beauty?
Beauty reflects one's tender heart,
One's sweetness and gentleness,
It's the beauty of one's soul.....
And if carefully examined,
Can be found in all.......
Beauty seeks expression,
And leaves a lasting impression,
Through such things as kindness, compassion and service,
And leaves such reverence,
And love for all humanity,
And all the world's creatures......
Beauty is the souls true essence,
Which has the most beautiful fragrance,
It's expressed in a piece of music,
Or a noble pursuit....
Its core is tenderness,
Which enhances togetherness,
Which brings humanity together,
And lasts forever....
Beauty is in the dew drop,
And the summer breeze,
In a Mother's caress,
And I must confess,
If one looks hard enough,
Can be found in even the most flawed person.....
If we look for only the beauty,
In all people and life,
We will see that it is always reflected back to us,
In life's beautiful song,
To which we all belong.
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There is a beauty inside you,
So precious and true,
The love in your heart, is like no others,
Its way of expression is your own beautiful song,
You are all that is beautiful, your soul is beauty itself,
All you ever need is contained in your heart's wealth,
When you allow your self to 'be you', others are also them selves......
Your soul is endless love, beauty and perfect,
Dance to your own song,
And you will always feel you belong,
Express your unique gifts,
Follow your heart,
Be who you are, which is beauty itself,
And you will be lost in awe of your true nature,
Which is perfect beauty....
Always see the best in your self....
Love your self unconditionally...
In this hard road of life, you are doing your best...
Compassionately embrace your self....
For life is not easy.......it's often filled with trials....
And when you become weary, never judge your self,
For your soul is, has always been and forever will be endless love and beauty,
And your wounds and mistakes shouldn't be judged,
You've done your best through all kinds of struggles,
But you are perfectly beautiful just as you are.
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The symphony of life,
entails a dream.....
You are the dreamer,
so it seems...
The vast ocean of life,
contains enormous beauty.....
You are the dreamer,
you choose your song....
Create a personal symphony,
like no other,
where your heart can belong.....
When you follow your heart,
and are true to your dreams....
Destiny smiles upon you so it seems....
You become all you were born to be,
with happiness prevailing,
being all that you are,
in life's symphony.....
There is no other like you,
in all of creation,
You're a unique beauty like no other,
from your core to your talents,
Love your uniqueness and appreciate others unique songs,
it will give you completeness.......
Use your gifts to enhance the world,
Be all that you can be,
in expression and dreams.....
Stay true to your essence,
In life's symphony.
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As a child,
life was so simple,
In my memories and photos,
I genuinely smiled...
I played in the fresh air,
without any kind of care....
The rain and each rain drop fascinated me,
The clouds, with their unique shapes, made me feel free,
The world was a friendly place of discovery and fun....
Each new day was lived with 'total presence',
the 'here and now' provided a beautiful essence,
with each new moment giving wonder and joy,
in a world of fascination and beauty untold....
There was no striving to attain 'something',
No craving for new thrills,
only beautiful present moments to make my heart sing.....
Precious moments of play were my life,
and provided joyous fulfillment,
Simple pleasures such as watching a butterfly in flight,
felt like they were heaven sent....
There were no past or future dreams,
causing restlessness,
There was only a life lived with total presence......
There was no wanting, seeking of worldly pleasures,
only enjoying the present moment without measure.
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Love is in all,
It is each and every heart's melodious call.....
Love is in the beast,
It is in the midst....
The journey, the seeking, the destination,
It longs for expression, not repression....
It is felt in the warmth of the heart,
And seeks to never part from the Beloved.....
Love seeks unity, perfection and acceptance in all it renders,
And cries to feel unconditional tenderness....
Love is in all,
If only we choose to see the goodness and beauty of others,
It will reflect back to us......
Love is in all,
Choose to see it,
And live your days in peace and heaven,
Love is the dance of creation,
And in its midst,
Is the universes scented kiss.
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We are all together united,
we are all together one,
The world is our family and nothing should divide us,
Colour, race, religion, patriotism,culture or creed...
We are one human race,
We are all wanting happiness...
War, greed, power and differences,
should not break our bond...
If we choose to see the best in each other,
realizing we all sing the same song,
and love is the power to which we all belong....
Self interest and all that divides us,
then this surely is wrong.....
For true joy is experienced,
when we care for each other,
unified as one human family.....
Let's care for each other in these crucial times,
Share our resources and give,
Look after those who are suffering and see the best in each other,
For love is our common theme,
Let's live this theme and make a better world,
For joy resonates not from self seeking, but from giving and caring for humanity.....
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I gazed at the stars, one summer night,
When all of a sudden, my heart took flight,
With the deepest scars, I summoned the heavens,
Asking why it had to be, that we were apart,
I sat there thinking of you,
Wondering if you were thinking of me too....
A myriad of past dreams, clouded my heart,
Why did destiny make us worlds apart?....
You were the only one who knew me,
And with you,
Is where I longed to be......
I didn't ask to depart from you,
And I could feel you missed me too,
Yet all I knew is my souls tears,
Were lost in worldly fears.....
You were my Beloved,
Yet self created dreams separated me from you,
If I could build a stairway to the highest of heavens,
I'd take you there with me,
And all our pain would cease to be,
And we'd be lost in love eternally.
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The eternal journey
Sometimes in silence,
you feel the vast blue sky,
the touch of eternity,
can make you cry.....
The wise one ponders on life's deepest questions,
yet like a child, enjoys it's simple beauty....
The moment, so surreal, so embracing,
is fleeting,
and in it's beauty we can behold a glimpse of eternity....
With heaven's kiss,
we all embark on the infinite journey,
to discover our true nature,
uncovered through all life's moments.....
If we reach deep within ourselves,
we will always find love is the theme,
the theme of the eternal journey.
By Lynette Beck Fekete.
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Love....
Gives without measure....
Giving mental harmony and the greatest inner pleasure....
Love expects nothing in return....
Only to see the other happy....Seeing the divinity in All....for it is there...even if hidden.....
Love embraces all creation....
It is in the people of every nation....
Love all knowing that by living love, peace will always stay......
And no matter what may come what may....
In your heart, peace will always stay.
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I sat amidst the mountain top,
dreaming of the abyss....
The ocean roared in the sea below,
as I was seeking heaven's kiss....
Notions of memories past,
and glimmered through my mind,
I sorrowed that some did not last,
as life went by so fast.....
The tale of the mystic is to render every dream...
To cherish all the beauty now and on the horizon's screen....
Like clouds, all good and bad dreams go,
and in the end all we really have is the eternal now.
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