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Universal love

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Before we can know and be at one with the beauty of universal Love

we must first come to learn how to love Humanity, Nature and Oneself

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Slave

This slave to burning insanity
which resides inside the very core of me
this slave needs to be released
and so become
to sit quietly and drink tea in the silences of mine own apperceptions
; his own mind, free to converse outside the realms of madness
– with what, but a reflection of his solitude

and if he emits some charge of self
will it not simply be a vapour
for what is solitude but ethereal agonies of desire
where with the quest to reach inside his own mind
and pluck at the very core of knowledge
he becomes the teacher of himself
; my own mind, sat as it is in perpetual darkness, a slave
– to what, but a reflection of my solitude, mine own apperception of life

Love is real

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Breathe Love and smile as you inhale
because Love needs tender kisses of life
to exhale it onto the path of enlightenment
where love is real

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Do not forget the ashes of flame

Poem #52
Written for Jo Bell’s 52: Write a poem a week and the theme is … A leave-taking

Do not forget the ashes of flame of once a wandering summer’s rain
Do not forget the simple times when magic of life sings in rhyme
Do not forget the morning wake when chill is burnt in splendour great
Do not forget the Faerie Queen who danced before you but never seen
Do not forget the troublesome things for without which there’ll be no kings
Do not forget the feather of night of once a wandering moon’s delight
Do not forget the fragile nature when walking through her rising pasture
Do not forget the noble house which beats within your heart to rouse
Do not forget the lighted candle burning its dance of spiritual spangle
Do not forget the rite of time of once a wandering mortal’s climb
Do not forget the children’s story to be read and learned in all its glory
Do not forget the starry tryst when passions burn ‘neath lovers lips
Do not forget the dust of death of once a wandering secret’s breath
Do not forget the tranquil smile as you wave goodbye to this yearly mile
Do not forget the beauty of it all of once a wandering midnight’s door

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