“From the mysterious depths of the ocean to the towering peaks of mountains, let us be stewards of all life forms, protecting the precious balance of ecosystems with unwavering resolve.” - Aloo Denish Obiero
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Let the heart speak!
knowing its mind and own
place,
knowing its opulent space --
knowing our lies and truths,
the shallow or depth
of window-eyes, the soul that records
our breaks and ties...
the heart, a poet’s lexicon
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In darkness, we discover the whispers of our own souls, and in the shadows, we find kinship with the unseen. Thus, in the depths of solitude, we realize that though alone, we are never truly without companionship.
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In the book of life, love is the most profound chapter; and the very essence from which all other chapters derive their meaning and depth. - Aloo Denish Obiero
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The ticking clock of the New Year is a call to embrace mindfulness, to reassess priorities, and to steer our course towards goals that add depth, fulfillment, and purpose to our existence. ~ Aloo Denish Obiero
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O Moon! You are the fire in my character, you are the water carrying depth and intensity, you are the air in my strength to surrender, you inside my earth grant me patience and devotion.
Allow my tatva to embrace wisdom n be righteous in every situation.
For you have never taught me to fall, hence I shall always rise!
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With understanding, some will drown in the depths, as others wade in the shallows.
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Poetry, is the tapestry of emotions woven with words. Each verse a brushstroke on the canvas of the soul, revealing the beauty and depth of human experience.
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In the depths of darkness, where choices bind, I found myself
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We often learn compassion from the things we have suffered. Those who were born with a silver spoon in their mouth, had everything given to them, and live in ease tend to lack compassion toward the unfortunate. But those who have suffered understand the depths they came out of. Compassion is the fruit of the things suffered.
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Girls who ponder the depths of love without having taken the plunge are like artists, creating masterpieces in their hearts, waiting for the right moment to unveil their canvas to the world. Yet they shall not know that for every masterpiece there is always the boldest stroke which can make or break everything.
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There are two essential things that are worth more than the riches accumulated with greed and kept in the depth of the soul, which is aware of its obsession by denying its selfishness and vulnerability.
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If a God or godess wher be always happy then who should be understand what is the depth of sadness
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Creatives I Admire (Part 1) - The writers and creatives I gravitate to, are those who have been driven to the depths of despair, experienced the greatest pain on many levels (physical and emotional), have survived to share with us their experiences, whether they are cast as outsiders or received as enfant terrible geniuses and welcomed by society with open arms (while many of those creatives such as those I speak of, shun those open arms).
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Creatives I Admire (Part 2) - Those creatives who have experienced, 'going over the edge', have plummeted to the depths of despair, loneliness, emotional and physical pain, are the ones who have the greatest appreciation for beauty and love, and an understanding of the cost paid for loss; and while some do not survive the plunge, their experiences make us understand what it truly is to be ‘human’. Those are the writers/creatives who I gravitate to and admire.
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Creatives I Admire (Part 1) - The writers and creatives I gravitate to, are those who have been driven to the depths of despair, experienced the greatest pain on many levels (physical and emotional), have survived to share with us their experiences, whether they are cast as outsiders or received as enfant terrible geniuses and welcomed by society with open arms (while many of those creatives such as those I speak of, shun those open arms).
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Creatives I Admire (Part 2) - Those creatives who have experienced, 'going over the edge', have plummeted to the depths of despair, loneliness, emotional and physical pain, are the ones who have the greatest appreciation for beauty and love, and an understanding of the cost paid for loss; and while some do not survive the plunge, their experiences make us understand what it truly is to be ‘human’. Those are the writers/creatives who I gravitate to and admire.
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Life above the waves, Blue Sky reflects light, deeper than we care to admit. Sun and gold found in the unlikeliest depths, lighting up all dimensions. And we rise. Eventually.
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Life above the waves, Blue Sky reflects light, deeper than we care to admit. Sun and gold found in the unlikeliest depths, lighting up all dimensions. And we rise. Eventually.
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Life comes in phases, sometimes you are artistic, sometimes not, sometimes you are at your peak and sometimes you are in the depths of a valley of grief and sorrow. Phases pass, trust in this and you will live a life of serenity.
Andreas Simic
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Adversity encourages
prayer, while delay teaches patience.
Patience challenges faith
While prayer, when answered develops wisdom.
Wisdom when full grown changes the depth and quality of prayer.
What a glorious way to partake of the attributes of our God.
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Positive thinking, prayerful living, and divine depth,
Pave the way to pass from pathos to existential breadth!
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- Death experience is the deepest of depth experience -
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"I'm drowning in the depths of her eyes. The bottomless sea of perfection and uniqueness is what I see. How can a remarkable woman love me?" ~Sarah Stein, New Beginnings
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A shallow mind . . . will often sink to new depths.
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There exist a sea of toxicity where no good can dilute it and no life can flourish in it.stay away from its shore lest one may be pulled away by the tides into the drowning depth of a merciless death.
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Be of understanding, I Cassandra will not put all my eggs in one basket. The beauty of my love and it's depth for who I encounter will always be there, knowing change is the only constant in this Universe, I therefore must be fluid as the gentle flowing river and as the gentle wind changing direction but always true to who I am.
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4. Poetry is an ever expanding ocean, begging ever more creatures to swim in its swirling depths.
Robert J. Lindley
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Many seek width,
Few seek depth...
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"The depth of your life is determined by the chances you take."
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