Fear consumes – impoverishes the soul
and spirit, erases love; leaving a blank slate
behind for evil to emblazon its worthless
hallmark. Some blood and pen can give one
fame and imagined security – but not a drip of
priceless love.

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Quoting God seems nearly impossible, lost in translation, yet He offers His Son, who we find nearly impossible to imitate, yet as we grow closer and closer to the Lord, we find that even given our limitations, people indeed see God in us.

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"The heart has a frequency that words can only approximate,
but a minor chord can translate."

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The constitution was deemed perfect but the legislatives are putting up gray holes in its laws. It needs not amendment because the law, by nature, is fine. What's lacking is compassion and faith. For the law is made for the human; it's not the human is made for the law.

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The worst mistake a poet can make is to try to be one of the acknowledged legislators of this world.

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"Make this new chapter of your life count. With each new chapter you get to start with a blank slate. Here’s to writing the best chapter of your life and the many that will follow."

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When I start to write, I try to make of myself a blank slate...left with just the impulse that got me there, at the lone scrimmage. I sit quietly...waiting.... Until an interesting thought or phrase, can be even one word eagerly presenting itself. Then I begin the poem, letting the impulse lead beyond. To me, poetry, along with everything else a writer uses for definition and motivation, above all else is viewed as sacred -- alive and independent literary expression in a manic, schizoid way:)

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Easier to write on a clean slate...than a dirty blackboard.

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It is an impossibility to expect revival with a new revised standard or New word translation Bible, Real Revival have always been by the authorized version of the Bible

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Bhalu duniya bara zalim hai, awam
bara bhen chod bara mc hai ye tujhay
Bhai Kay kehnay par Yahan wahan
bulata hai behlata phislata hai or
phir moqa daikh kar moot ka Tekay
Lagata hai Bach ja madar chodon say.

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If we could translate a southern blessing into urban swag? We’d be unified.

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The sands of time move in and out with the tide, to revisit other shores, some over and over again, perpetuating lessons, rebuilding sandcastles, and bringing messages, like the whispering ocean voice carrying secrets from seashells, the notes written in ancient languages in glass containers for translation.

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Morse Code Translator is a free online translator that lets anyone translate text to Morse code and decode Morse code to text quickly

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How long will you live by eating someone else’s leftovers?
Find your own way, don’t live on regurgitated words!
—Kabir Das, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch (keywords/tags: life, words, Hindi)

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When you were born, you wept while the world rejoiced.
Live your life so that when you die, the world weeps while you rejoice.
—Kabir Das, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch (keywords/tags: birth, death, world, laughter, rejoice, weep, weeping, cry, crying)

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Keep the slanderer near you, build him a hut near your house.
For, when you lack soap and water, he will scour you clean.
—Kabir Das, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch (keywords/tags: home, water, Hindi)

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Without looking into our hearts,
how can we find Paradise?
—Kabir Das, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch (keywords/tags: heart, hearts, paradise, sight, seeing, senses, vision)

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Certainly, saints, the world’s insane:
If I tell the truth they attack me,
if I lie they believe me.
—Kabir Das, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch (keywords/tags: truth, trust, lies, faith, belief, world)

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Shakespeares work has been translated into every language except for English

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Water reforms, although we slice it with our swords;
Sorrow returns, although we drown it with our wine.
('A Toast to Uncle Yun' by Li Bai, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch)
Keywords/Tags: water, wine, sorrow, swords, Li Bai, Uncle Yun

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The spring breeze knows partings are bitter;
The willow twig knows it will never be green again.
('Lines from Laolao Ting Pavilion' by Li Bai, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch)
Keywords/Tags: spring, green, part, parting, partings, tree, twig

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Truths are more likely discovered by one man than by nations.—Rene Descartes, translation by Michael R. Burch

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Elevate your words, not their volume. Rain grows flowers, not thunder.—Rumi, translation by Michael R. Burch

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Brief autumn breeze ...
she always wanted to pluck
the reddest roses
—Issa, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch
This is a haiku Issa wrote after the death of his daughter Sato with the note: “Sato, girl, 35th day, at the grave.”

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Mother: the tenderest word on the world's lips. —Khalil Gibran, loose translation/interpretation/paraphrase by Michael R. Burch for Mother's Day 2022

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God's ultimate masterpiece is a mother's heart. —St. Therese of Lisieux, loose translation/interpretation/paraphrase by Michael R. Burch

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Help us learn the lessons you have left us here,
in every leaf and rock.
(Native American Prayer, translation by Michael R. Burch)

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Uninhabited hills ...
except that now and again the silence is broken
by something like the sound of distant voices
as the sun's sinking rays illuminate lichens ...
("Lu Zhai" or "Deer Park" by Wang Wei, translation by Michael R. Burch, keywords: hills, silence, voice, nature)

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- Negative features of nature inglorious tragedies legislate -

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Ah butterfly,
what dreams do you ply
with your beautiful wings?
—Chiyo-ni, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch (keywords: nature, dream, dreams, flying)

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