I BELIEVE IN YOU As a man among men As a strength and kindness As goodness, honesty As sensitive and just Being gentle and firm Being faithful in love Yes, I believe in you! You're so rare among men! Both in your mind and will You exceed in all skill Your body is so strong Feelings beneficent In your work, so expert Yes, I believe in you! In your talents so keen Your heart so generous With your love of knowledge In your search for the truth With fine intuition With your altruism Yes I believe in you! I wish you Wealth, Success And your heart's happiness These in time to be yours I know you are correct Your culture not neglect You know what to select I believe in You...
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I LOVE AUSTRALIA Heat haze and long, grey horizons stretched far Chill nights ablaze with a myriad star Stirred by emotions of wonder and love I embrace both worlds of earth and above South, kookaburras with their gurgled mirth North, curlews to weird strangled cry give birth East, they awake to sunrise over sea In West, sun rises over land and lea Sculptured continent surrounded by blue Ancient land, includes Tasmania, too Dryness of deserts and the flood of plain Both experienced and both bring man pain Extremes test the mettle of men and beasts Famines are well known, and so are the feasts We've strange platypus, emu, kangaroo Cassowary, wallaby, wombat, too The Southern Cross glints in our skies at night Once guided our sailors- glad of the sight Our country is vast with more brown than green And in grey cities more people are seen But in many a heart is nurtured the dream Of retiring to simple rural scene Seeking to live in health to full measure Making the most of fortunes we treasure Here in this beautiful country of ours With natural wonders of mountains, flowers Of oceans and lakes and valleys and plain Living free of war and battle's blood stain Future is free- a new path to follow Value today, trust fortune's tomorrow Our freedom hard gained by statesmen through years Not to be wasted by blind eyes, deaf ears Freedom's rare fortune is ours on this earth Effort and courage help keep all its worth Careful husbandry of earth and of child Culture, dreams , visions and new schemes trialled.
Australian days - delight in the sun And the starry skies when night has begun Stirred by my love of the earth and the sky I offer my talents of brain and eye..
To my country, dear homeland of which I'm a part It's forever enshrined deep and true in my heart.
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IN A CHINESE MOOD Lacy white clouds slip past vision Lazily...
Blue skies welcome and comfort my soul Protectively...
Wrens dart, swift, with flashes of blue Brilliantly...
Lying on the green, soft grass, I watch Contentedly...
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INDIA SEDUCES So kindly the little lady in the red sari leads me To my guest resting place, close to the lovely inner courtyard Where the family and friends, showing naive childlike attention Observe curiously, as I settle into my abode.
She has such quiet ways and shy, this kind lady who leads me To my simple little bedroom close to the family courtyard And all the family members continue in their general ways Allowing me to feel accepted as part of their family And the courtesy, grace, natural goodness and delicacy Of this humble Indian family so gentle and so good Made me love them and this country of India which bred them Endowed them with its ancient culture, wisdom and its life blood I opened wide my heart and soul as making an offering Seeking penetrate to know the beauty of India's great heart And I was led to an inner sanctuary where protected, Finest remnants of its cultural habits remain secure The wooing of my senses was successful! My soul surrendered easily I became one with the people on the city streets and in the country huts So many of the people were so attentive and endearing I embraced in my heart the inspiration of their temples And perfumed countryside embellished with exotic flowers I loved the sacred cows, the incense of sandalwood Charmed by their consideration of a sleeping dog Lying unheeding in the centre of a busy traffic intersection It was left undisturbed - the traffic directed around him! The colourful, bejewelled ladies tinkling by with lyrical gait With polite well spoken simple speech and charming gestures They showed refinement, education, and a quality appealing Far more charming, and many men nobler than their past English lords Their love of ritual and status showed in conversation with officials In their quaint offices emulating those of old colonial rule With legs sometimes placed deliberately, casually upon their desks, Or in their smoking, in which showed mimicry of past habits of those in authority In their casual use of telephone and modern signs of "progress" They would mimic the remnants left of British habits' rule I loved their innocence, naivety and love of showing so honestly, that if They had the latest, material luxury it must be displayed If it was a heater, then it was set high heated to its maximum, And if to cool, then icy it must the atmosphere become Exaggerating all the delights of their technical fortune They yet considered value of the smallest living thing as sacred I found that, charmed by these sweet people I must disengage my soul to flee its country Else all my life here I'd live entrapped and entranced.
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IN PRAISE OF THINGS I LOVE The Earth...
Earth's foundation - to earth itself My love and enduring sense of satisfaction Giver of form to everything we know and see Springs Beauty from its Source into reflection.
Flowers...
I adore all flowers Wild or cultivated - small or splendid All flowers I love, for I believe Each is a thought from God intended.
Skies...
I spread my soul in flight When skies are blue and free, unclouded They offer strength and peace, expansive Skies comfort all with love blanketed Oceans...
The primal waters Which gave birth to all we know Love and cherish here on the Earth Our mystic Mother protects and helps us grow! Trees...
I love them all Their shapes and sizes, colours, character They serve as friends to all requiring shelter Man and beast, bird, every living creature.
God...
To the great one God The Allness of all things in life That which is with Nature clothed Receives my total, deep soul's adoration.
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IN SILENCE No word, no sound to break the silence of my inner mind Faint echoes trembling, touch reaches of my halls of memory Where secretly reside as true companions of my being These, intimate creations of mine own intelligence Their bright secret content pure, understood by only me, Unscarred by abortive efforts to commune with others Who may not be unkind but by unheeding word, hurt me By not comprehending, nor sympathetic nor are they kind They deny, ignore, scorn creations of my fond ideas And thus injure my tender new-born thoughts, children of my mind, In so-doing give pain, damage the sensitive nature Of my mind itself - Yea, receivers of one's thoughts can prove unkind! So, to the inner silence of my mind there I retire Into safe and hallowed quietude of my inner thoughts Where stately palaces, edifices, aspiring thoughts Freely live and breath, exchanging, communing with Divine My thoughts perceived, conceived by mine own pure spirit being Through agency of love, through sharing mysteries of Space With sky, sun, moon and stars as well as teachers of our race I commune with That great Power that gives life birth, and Grace.
Seeking from that to transmit wealth of thought to earthly place Thoughts enthusiastic, creative, constructive and clear Fervent love of life blending with love of the human race For those generous - Yea, the givers of their thoughts do prove them kind! With many mental children left bereft of human care I would gladly choose to share your thoughts and should listen, kind I ne'er would hurt infant ideas which venture forth from mind But regard with value thoughts you communicate to me I'd wish we could enrich each other thus by our ideas Exchanging, growing, changing but alas, this will not be It's not by speech, or eagerness of intellect we share But only by some inner silence - can I share with thee.
Hoping without friction a greater concept will appear Over-riding all the differences, barriers of thought Manifest as understanding in each of human kind We all will evolve- Yea, to the final Truth, found in the silence of each mind! ..
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IS THERE NO ONE TO SHARE MY LOVE? Is there no one here to share my love Seeking inspiration from above Who seeks live life simple, cultured, free Is no one left to discriminate Without neighbours to recriminate Spoil expressions of integrity Is there no one here to share my love Of real friendship's bond of hand in glove Spirit innocent, generous, pure? This world now discards truth and honour A place where no one regards valour Seeing man as same species as beast Is there no one loves true refinement Aim developing a cultured goal In freedom to grow as ne'er before Is there no one who shares my great love Of everything here on this dear Earth Specially sharing love of honest men Now, we have traitors to our life cause In crisis we have a chance to pause We can resolve turn and re-create Better life on earth for all to share If we would consider and beware Of pitfalls in human history I know that many must share my love But these people are unknown to me And life for me has come to an end If this world was one of bright glory Our people with humane a story I'd feel safe if the good earth buried me! ..
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I LOVE AUSTRALIA Heat haze and long, grey horizons stretched far Chill nights ablaze with a myriad star Stirred by emotions of wonder and love I embrace both worlds of earth and above South, kookaburras with their gurgled mirth North, curlews to weird strangled cry give birth East, they awake to sunrise over sea In West, sun rises over land and lea Sculptured continent surrounded by blue Ancient land, includes Tasmania, too Dryness of deserts and the flood of plain Both experienced and both bring man pain Extremes test the mettle of men and beasts Famines are well known, and so are the feasts We've strange platypus, emu, kangaroo Cassowary, wallaby, wombat, too The Southern Cross glints in our skies at night Once guided our sailors- glad of the sight Our country is vast with more brown than green And in grey cities more people are seen But in many a heart is nurtured the dream Of retiring to simple rural scene Seeking to live in health to full measure Making the most of fortunes we treasure Here in this beautiful country of ours With natural wonders of mountains, flowers Of oceans and lakes and valleys and plain Living free of war and battle's blood stain Future is free- a new path to follow Value today, trust fortune's tomorrow Our freedom hard gained by statesmen through years Not to be wasted by blind eyes, deaf ears Freedom's rare fortune is ours on this earth Effort and courage help keep all its worth Careful husbandry of earth and of child Culture, dreams , visions and new schemes trialled.
Australian days - delight in the sun And the starry skies when night has begun Stirred by my love of the earth and the sky I offer my talents of brain and eye..
To my country, dear homeland of which I'm a part It's forever enshrined deep and true in my heart.
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IN A CHINESE MOOD Lacy white clouds slip past vision Lazily...
Blue skies welcome and comfort my soul Protectively...
Wrens dart, swift, with flashes of blue Brilliantly...
Lying on the green, soft grass, I watch Contentedly...
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INDIA SEDUCES So kindly the little lady in the red sari leads me To my guest resting place, close to the lovely inner courtyard Where the family and friends, showing naive childlike attention Observe curiously, as I settle into my abode.
She has such quiet ways and shy, this kind lady who leads me To my simple little bedroom close to the family courtyard And all the family members continue in their general ways Allowing me to feel accepted as part of their family And the courtesy, grace, natural goodness and delicacy Of this humble Indian family so gentle and so good Made me love them and this country of India which bred them Endowed them with its ancient culture, wisdom and its life blood I opened wide my heart and soul as making an offering Seeking penetrate to know the beauty of India's great heart And I was led to an inner sanctuary where protected, Finest remnants of its cultural habits remain secure The wooing of my senses was successful! My soul surrendered easily I became one with the people on the city streets and in the country huts So many of the people were so attentive and endearing I embraced in my heart the inspiration of their temples And perfumed countryside embellished with exotic flowers I loved the sacred cows, the incense of sandalwood Charmed by their consideration of a sleeping dog Lying unheeding in the centre of a busy traffic intersection It was left undisturbed - the traffic directed around him! The colourful, bejewelled ladies tinkling by with lyrical gait With polite well spoken simple speech and charming gestures They showed refinement, education, and a quality appealing Far more charming, and many men nobler than their past English lords Their love of ritual and status showed in conversation with officials In their quaint offices emulating those of old colonial rule With legs sometimes placed deliberately, casually upon their desks, Or in their smoking, in which showed mimicry of past habits of those in authority In their casual use of telephone and modern signs of "progress" They would mimic the remnants left of British habits' rule I loved their innocence, naivety and love of showing so honestly, that if They had the latest, material luxury it must be displayed If it was a heater, then it was set high heated to its maximum, And if to cool, then icy it must the atmosphere become Exaggerating all the delights of their technical fortune They yet considered value of the smallest living thing as sacred I found that, charmed by these sweet people I must disengage my soul to flee its country Else all my life here I'd live entrapped and entranced.
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IN PRAISE OF THINGS I LOVE The Earth...
Earth's foundation - to earth itself My love and enduring sense of satisfaction Giver of form to everything we know and see Springs Beauty from its Source into reflection.
Flowers...
I adore all flowers Wild or cultivated - small or splendid All flowers I love, for I believe Each is a thought from God intended.
Skies...
I spread my soul in flight When skies are blue and free, unclouded They offer strength and peace, expansive Skies comfort all with love blanketed Oceans...
The primal waters Which gave birth to all we know Love and cherish here on the Earth Our mystic Mother protects and helps us grow! Trees...
I love them all Their shapes and sizes, colours, character They serve as friends to all requiring shelter Man and beast, bird, every living creature.
God...
To the great one God The Allness of all things in life That which is with Nature clothed Receives my total, deep soul's adoration.
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IN SILENCE No word, no sound to break the silence of my inner mind Faint echoes trembling, touch reaches of my halls of memory Where secretly reside as true companions of my being These, intimate creations of mine own intelligence Their bright secret content pure, understood by only me, Unscarred by abortive efforts to commune with others Who may not be unkind but by unheeding word, hurt me By not comprehending, nor sympathetic nor are they kind They deny, ignore, scorn creations of my fond ideas And thus injure my tender new-born thoughts, children of my mind, In so-doing give pain, damage the sensitive nature Of my mind itself - Yea, receivers of one's thoughts can prove unkind! So, to the inner silence of my mind there I retire Into safe and hallowed quietude of my inner thoughts Where stately palaces, edifices, aspiring thoughts Freely live and breath, exchanging, communing with Divine My thoughts perceived, conceived by mine own pure spirit being Through agency of love, through sharing mysteries of Space With sky, sun, moon and stars as well as teachers of our race I commune with That great Power that gives life birth, and Grace.
Seeking from that to transmit wealth of thought to earthly place Thoughts enthusiastic, creative, constructive and clear Fervent love of life blending with love of the human race For those generous - Yea, the givers of their thoughts do prove them kind! With many mental children left bereft of human care I would gladly choose to share your thoughts and should listen, kind I ne'er would hurt infant ideas which venture forth from mind But regard with value thoughts you communicate to me I'd wish we could enrich each other thus by our ideas Exchanging, growing, changing but alas, this will not be It's not by speech, or eagerness of intellect we share But only by some inner silence - can I share with thee.
Hoping without friction a greater concept will appear Over-riding all the differences, barriers of thought Manifest as understanding in each of human kind We all will evolve- Yea, to the final Truth, found in the silence of each mind! ..
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IS THERE NO ONE TO SHARE MY LOVE? Is there no one here to share my love Seeking inspiration from above Who seeks live life simple, cultured, free Is no one left to discriminate Without neighbours to recriminate Spoil expressions of integrity Is there no one here to share my love Of real friendship's bond of hand in glove Spirit innocent, generous, pure? This world now discards truth and honour A place where no one regards valour Seeing man as same species as beast Is there no one loves true refinement Aim developing a cultured goal In freedom to grow as ne'er before Is there no one who shares my great love Of everything here on this dear Earth Specially sharing love of honest men Now, we have traitors to our life cause In crisis we have a chance to pause We can resolve turn and re-create Better life on earth for all to share If we would consider and beware Of pitfalls in human history I know that many must share my love But these people are unknown to me And life for me has come to an end If this world was one of bright glory Our people with humane a story I'd feel safe if the good earth buried me! ..
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