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Heaven descends
Caresses your cheeks
Poses a kiss
On your weary brow
You smile
Life blooms
With a tight embrace
and few tears
Heaven holds your heart
Washes your feet
You smile
Life blooms
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One by one
Lay them down
A pillow, fragrant and tender
Just for you
I grate the kernel of my soul
Day by day
Stitch with stardust
A cocoon, warm and cozy
Just for you
.
I gather the beats of my heart
Hour after hour
A string of starts
Sew it a blanket, silk and velvet
and for your beautiful eyes to gleam
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I want to go back, a child,
A child who does not read newspapers, nor listen to news
Does not know wars, ignorant in the art of worrying,
Does not master politics nor write poetry
I want to go back, a child,
Playing in the folds of history,
Hiding beneath a bird’s wings
I want to go back, a child forgotten by time,
Left behind, never to be seen again
I want to go back a child, lost her way to tomorrow,
Distracted by flowers and fairies
Racing to the river to throw pebbles,
Rolling down hills, climbing trees and valleys
Gathering za’ater and basil leaves for grandma’s dinner
Then running back home for bedtime story
Bathe her rag-doll in summer dew,
Of water and clay make a dough, bake with loves and olive oil,
So my sweetheart may in the morning eat
Pick some grapes and prickly pears
Eat sweetheart, our land is generous, our sky is wide,
Our world, is magic, our life an astounding journey
I want to go back, a child,
A child who does not read newspapers, nor listen to news
Does not know wars, ignorant in the art of worrying,
Does not master politics nor write poetry
I want to go back, a child,
Playing in the folds of history,
Hiding beneath a bird’s wings
I want to go back a child, forgotten by time,
Left behind, never to be seen again
O time, be kind
Hold this fragile heart in tenderness,
For it has melted of compassion, for those in pain
Crushed yearning for peaceful past days
I want to go back, a child, sleeping like a baby,
Waking to songs of swallows and nightingales
Not sounds of bombs, wars and threat of wars
O Grace, Most Merciful, Most Sublime
Take this broken heart,
Split asunder,
Scatter its dust over this justice-parched globe
Spring water, sweet and healing
To an ebbing gasping Home
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No matter how colourful
No matter how grey
No matter how joyful
No matter how full of pain
No matter what we lose
No matter what we gain
.
.
Seen from above
Life is but a game
Captured in a story
Once upon a dream
.
.
Awakened hearts
Tightly intertwined
Time and space do not contain
No separation no restrain
.
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Nurtured in adoration
Blossoms in drought as in rain
Shins through darkness
A cosmos exploding, supernova plays insane
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When injustice becomes the law
When confusion leads many astray
Awakened hearts
Always find a way
.
.
Cherishing life, embracing all
Vessels of compassion heeding the call
Without distinction, holding creation big and small
.
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Let there be hearts tender and pure
Floating lilies in a nectar river
Sublime serene, love grows forever
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Human hands, made for giving
A pounding heart ever forgiving
“An outwards sign of inwards grace”
To give lone souls a loving embrace
Caring hands never cause harm
For sore open wounds, balsam and balm
Helping hands give and share
Tender, compassionate above being fair
Healing hands caress your pain
The kiss of life to the dying, the slain
Humble hands raised up to pray
Dancing rainbows rejoice in play
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We do not choose our circumstances
We do however, choose how to react to them
Our very reaction is what creates our destiny
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Our humanity is reflected in the fragrance of our passion
for justice, compassion and freedom
A meadow at the core of our souls
Not in the shallow shells of mortals,
but in the deepest melancholy of our beings
There and only there
Our humanity is born
Teeming with love of the Creator and creation
There, blooms our hearts
with sincerity, altruism, humility and serenity
Where no dispute, no conflict, no fear, no anxiety
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In this poem I don’t claim to speak for ALL women, of course, I speak only from my own experience and perspective, and I use the word “women” not as a totality and generalization but as what is permissible by “poetic license”
Feminists lost their case when:
* They tried to improve women conditions and rights by mimicking men in appearance and behavior, instead of rejoicing in their femininity and cherishing it ( in doing so they subliminally were giving the message that in order to be as “good as men” you have to appear,work, joke and behave like a man, i.e being fully a woman is never good enough)
* furthermore, they waged a war of revenge on men, and distorted the natural loving relationship into one of conflict, jealousy and aggression, instead of understanding that the relationship with men is complementary reciprocal and harmonious, rather than one of friction and conflict
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