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Supernova
When the supernova exploded into universe when the small stars were born hydrogen and oxygen carbon and nitrogen all the other elements were ready to be used in the universe When we come to the time to explode again into the universe when we become stars again love and peace joy and hope all the…
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After death
Then the song begins A story is born about an old person who used to be young When the physical body falls Our songs are emancipated Our stories are being written On stars in skies spread into the universe Who would catch the glimpse of it to make a new song to sing to read…
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A new year prayer
Lord, tell me to come out of the boat to walk on the water It may be just a few steps that I can enjoy on the water still I will remember saying, “I walked on the water once.” Help me to focus on you, you alone, not the wave I saw you walking on…
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At a restaurant
I saw a man His face told me that he was a man of hard labor A little boy was eating a bowl of food in front of him Must be his son By his side, a young girl, nibbled a small dish Must be his daughter A young lady, must be his wife A…
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Thanksgiving
My job is being loved First by my creator then by my parents Now by my family and friends By my furry friends Then by wind and sun By the leaves and flowers By the trees and fruits By the flowing streams and brooks I am getting old and weak Forgetful and clumsy Big belly…
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I saw the light
When I see the light I drop the stone that I had held for a long time looking for someone to be a target I would dump my anger my despair and sorrow onto the target creature of the divine I wanted to find excuses of all my misfortunes all my wrongdoings from there not…
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All are beautiful In this season of harvest Under the blue sky Do not regret, saying You have wasted your time You have gathered nothing You are the fruit You are the pride Of the Creator You are the old beauty With wrinkles and aching body With pure smile of the mortal Wind can sweep…
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Stars at night
Grandmother, great grand mother All mothers before them Are shining in daylight When we do not see them At night When all the glittering success fade away They start talking About their joys and memories Listening to them all night Is my life That brings me to life For a dusty construction day
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Gardening
I embraced your dreams that you planted I water them and grew them as a faithful gardener Then I wait Wait for the rain of grace Wait for the sun-light-heat of love Wait for the sign of life Now when the temperature invites frost They bring their fruits Waiting for harvests Waiting for the feasts…
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Forgotten fruits
Trees are never tired of producing uneaten, unmattered fruits They keep repeating the same old patterns without any excuse I feel safe and secured when I tread upon those small smashed fruits under my feet feeling their scream of silence With those small unnoticed plants They become pride of thousands of gardens of old farmers waiting…
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