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Certain films,
They make me float,In worlds, remoteSo very far awayWhere I can dreamAnd follow streams,Imagination, stealBe happy, sadEven be glad,While knowingNothing’s real.
Know
DreamRead Poetry,Absorb its secret nectarIts long lasting unraveledWealth,And a KingdomOf beatitude,Supreme blessednessAnd exaltationWill open for youAll by itself,Without any hesitation,Encompassing,A whole New WorldOf deep and differentUnforgettable, sensations.
At the edge of the precipice
Not knowing how to copeBy sea or by land,Time feels so narrowWithout a helping handLoneliness is sorrowBy sea or by land.What will be tomorrowIf love is not at handWhere can we go,When no one understands?Is there any refugeIs there any handThat will fit into yours,When sailing, walking aloneDrifting thru life’s storm,By sea and by land.
The essence of language is Poetry,
Makes not out of words a mere mockery,Opens Worlds that are heard in sonority.
What Poetry can do,
It may even be able to scan,The Whole Universe for You.
To find,
For life,A love as deepAs all of Life,That crowns the days,Opens the nightsIn dreams of loveSouls coincideIn happiness,Fulfilment too,To have and holdA lifetime thruA deeper love,Never grows oldAs time goes by,It turns to gold.