Saiom Shriver Poems

Hate is not
the opposite of
love.
Love like God
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Flowers have no
secret agenda,
no worries, no plans.
Effortlessly they
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The waterfall pours
through the mill's
waterwheels
turning them as
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The sunbeam baton
says to the seed...
open sesame
and begins to unfold
...

Where eagles gather
there might be cadavers
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'When the student is ready, the
teacher appears'.
When the fruit is ready
the sweetness of
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None of us can truly love another until
we love ourselves. If we don't love
ourselves we think we are unlovable
and therefore distrust others' expressions
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