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| poem by Amanda Nicole Martinez |
Thursday, June 30, 2011
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Monday, June 27, 2011
George Burns say
By the time you're eighty years old you've learned everything...
You only have to remember it.
You only have to remember it.
Sunday, June 26, 2011
Kahlil G
Of life's two prizes, beauty and truth,
I found the first in a loving heart and
the second in a laborer's hand
Saturday, June 25, 2011
Kahlil G
All that spirits desire, spirits attain
Progress lies not in enhancing what is, but in advancing toward what will be
The tears that you spill, the sorrowful, are sweeter than the laughter of the snobs
When life does not find a singer to sing her heart, she give a philosopher to speak her mind
Desire is half of life; indifference is half of death
Friday, June 24, 2011
Kahlil G
Friendship is always a sweet responsibility, never an opportunity
Your friend is your field which you sow with love and reap with thanksgiving
Generosity is giving more than you can, and pride is taking less than you need
Doubt is a pain too lonely to know that faith is his twin brother
And it has been known that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Singapore Navy
Experience knows the weather always changes. A purposeful leader ensures the calm never does.
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Come out of the circle of time and into the circle of love
Heartsick, heartbroken…To know love is to know pain.
The art of knowing is knowing what to ignore.
Come out of the circle of time and into the circle of love.
The art of knowing is knowing what to ignore.
Come out of the circle of time and into the circle of love.
Monday, June 20, 2011
O you whose lips are parched...
O you whose lips are parched, keep looking for water.
Don't look at your form, however ugly or beautiful.
Look at love and at the aim of your quest...
Don't look at your form, however ugly or beautiful.
Look at love and at the aim of your quest...
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Saturday, June 18, 2011
Rumi
The Master who’s full of sweetness
Is so drunk with love, he’s oblivious.
“Will you give me some of your sweetness?”
“I have none,” he says, unaware of his richness.
Is so drunk with love, he’s oblivious.
“Will you give me some of your sweetness?”
“I have none,” he says, unaware of his richness.
Friday, June 17, 2011
Rumi
Looking at my life
I see that only Love
Has been my soul’s companion
From deep inside
My soul cries out:
Do not wait, surrender
For the sake of Love.
If you can’t smell the fragrance
Don’t come into thegarden of Love .
If you’re unwilling to undress
Don’t enter into the stream of Truth.
Stay where you are.
Don’t come our way.
I see that only Love
Has been my soul’s companion
From deep inside
My soul cries out:
Do not wait, surrender
For the sake of Love.
If you can’t smell the fragrance
Don’t come into the
If you’re unwilling to undress
Don’t enter into the stream of Truth.
Stay where you are.
Don’t come our way.
Thursday, June 16, 2011
Rumi
Do you know what the music is saying?
“Come follow me and you will find the way.
Your mistakes can also lead you to the Truth.
When you ask, the answer will be given.”
Translated by Maryam Mafi and Azima MelitaKoln
“Come follow me and you will find the way.
Your mistakes can also lead you to the Truth.
When you ask, the answer will be given.”
Translated by Maryam Mafi and Azima Melita
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Monday, June 13, 2011
E B White say
Always be on the lookout for the presence of wonder. Genius is more often found in a cracked pot than in a whole one.
Sunday, June 12, 2011
Saturday, June 11, 2011
Kahlil G
Could you keep your heart in wonder at the daily miracles of your life,
your pain would not seem less wondrous than your joy.
Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding.
It is the bitter potion by which you heals yourself, so drink the remedy.
They say that if one understands himself, he understands all people.
But I say to you, when one loves people, he learns something about himself.
Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself.
Love possesses not nor would it be possessed; For love is sufficient unto love.
You were born together, and together you shall be for evermore
but let there be spaces in your togetherness.
And let the winds of the heavens dance between you.
We were a silent, hidden thought in the folds of oblivion, and
we have become a voice that causes the heavens to tremble.
When you are the flute through whose heart the whispering of the hours turns to music.
Which of you would be a reed, dumb and silent, when all else sings together in unison?
Friday, June 10, 2011
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
How do I love thee?
let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth
I love thee to the depth
and breadth and height
my soul can reach.
my soul can reach.
I love thee to the level
of everyday's most quiet need,
by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely,
I love thee freely,
as men strive for Right.
I love thee with the passion
I love thee with the passion
put to use in my old griefs,
and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love
I love thee with a love
I seemed to lose
with my lost saints,
with my lost saints,
I love thee with the breath,
smiles, tears, of all my life!
smiles, tears, of all my life!
and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee
I shall but love thee
better after death.
Thursday, June 9, 2011
Louis Armstrong
Hold me close and hold me fast
The magic spell you cast
This is la vie en rose
When you kiss me heaven sighs
And tho I close my eyes
I see la vie en rose
When you press me to your heart
I’m in a world apart
A world where roses bloom
And when you speak...angels sing from above
Everyday words seem...to turn into love songs
Give your heart and soul to me
And life will always be
La vie en rose
The magic spell you cast
This is la vie en rose
When you kiss me heaven sighs
And tho I close my eyes
I see la vie en rose
When you press me to your heart
I’m in a world apart
A world where roses bloom
And when you speak...angels sing from above
Everyday words seem...to turn into love songs
Give your heart and soul to me
And life will always be
La vie en rose
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Rumi say
He is like a man using a candle to look for the sun
Who could be so lucky? Who comes to a lake for water and sees the reflection of moon
Knowest thou not the beauty of thine own face?
Quit this temper that leads thee to war with thyself.
Now I am sober and there's only the hangover and the memory of love
Water in the boat is the ruin of the boat, but water under the boat is its support
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
Wedatama
Marma den taberi kulup
Angulah lantiping ati
Rina wengi den anedya
Pandak panduking pambudi
Bengkas kahardaning driya
Supaya dadya utami
Angulah lantiping ati
Rina wengi den anedya
Pandak panduking pambudi
Bengkas kahardaning driya
Supaya dadya utami
Monday, June 6, 2011
Wedatama
Si pengung nora nglegewa
Sangsayarda denira cacariwis
Ngandhar-andhar angendhukur
Kandhane nora kaprah
Saya elok alangka longkanganipun
Si wasis waskhita ngalah
Ngalingi marang si pingging
Sangsayarda denira cacariwis
Ngandhar-andhar angendhukur
Kandhane nora kaprah
Saya elok alangka longkanganipun
Si wasis waskhita ngalah
Ngalingi marang si pingging
Sunday, June 5, 2011
Saturday, June 4, 2011
Buddha say
Everything is like the dew in the morning. A wise man will cross over his delusion and ignorance.
Friday, June 3, 2011
Thursday, June 2, 2011
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
Do the slow dance
Have you ever listened to the rain falling to the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?
You better slow down
Don't dance so fast
Time is short
The music won't last
Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?
You better slow down
Don't dance so fast
Time is short
The music won't last
When you run so fast to get somewhere
You miss half the fun of getting there.
When you worry and hurry through your day,
It is like an unopened gift thrown away
Life is not a race
Do take it slower
Hear the music
Before the song is over.
You miss half the fun of getting there.
When you worry and hurry through your day,
It is like an unopened gift thrown away
Life is not a race
Do take it slower
Hear the music
Before the song is over.
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