God, God, God!
From the depth of slumber,
As I ascend the spiral stairway of wakefulness,
I whisper
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UNFORGOTABLE MOMENTS! ! !
SUMMER: -
As the Sun goes up high
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6th January- It was winter morning.
I just rolled over my bed with pillow
Sunlight spreads over my forehead.
Someone knocked my door
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Spring…
In the song of Birds
And the whistle of wind
I searched the inspiration
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The Spring and Me.
It's a lazy morning,
I murmured myself to woke up.
Out of bed to nature's abode.
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It was Friday foggy morning
Alarm woke me up,
My Eyes were on wall clock
Smile's blinked over my face
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It was Saturday afternoon,
As always I left campus
Lifting up my eyes for home
Togetherness
...
As I sit here gazing out the window,
Instead of working, I’m daydreaming of you...
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my mom, u r my forever love
sweet &sour face likes me
my mom so bright ur name
a nurse when I fell and scraped my knee.
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You in my dream
It was the dawn, knocking on my door
I eyed the eyes behind the door
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One Special Night
As I sit here gazing out the window,
Instead of working, I’m daydreaming of you...
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Reflections of a Beautiful Morning
The sun rises above the hillcrest,
As does the joy of my heart;
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... Ouatians... Infront of me stallions of life waits, just lives in the Halloween era... Some people think the only way dreams come true is from a wishing well. Others think you must wish upon a star. I've learned the only way dreams come true is when you Believe! So believe in yourself and your dreams......)
God
God, God, God!
From the depth of slumber,
As I ascend the spiral stairway of wakefulness,
I whisper
God, God, God!
Thou art the food and when I break my fast
Of nightly separation from Thee
I taste thee and mentally say
God, God, God!
No matter where I go, the spotlight of my mind
Ever keeps turning on Thee;
And in the battle dim of activity my silent war cry
Is ever;
God, God, God!
When boisterous storms of trials shriek
And worries howl at me,
I drown their noises, loudly chanting
God, God, God!
When my mind weaves dreams
With treads of memories,
Then on that magic cloth I do emboss;
God, God, God!
Ever night, in time of deepest sleep,
My peace dreams and calls; Joy! Joy! Joy!
And my Joy comes singing evermore;
God, God, God!
In waking, eating, working, dreaming, sleeping,
Serving, meditating, chanting, divinely loving,
My soul constantly hums, unheard by any;
God, God, God!