ASIIMWE SIMON, 24 january 2013
Mind not about tomorrow
Let tomorrow worry about you
Sing not the song you sang yesterday
A new one will take you through
You’re this fearless strong flying king
Not the one yesterday they overthrew
And you gotta go flying high with your new wings
No one will tell where you flew
But if you dare stare down at folks sing
You will fall down upon the floor
Gert Strydom, 24 january 2013
You are present in each deep thought
in each new day that come,
our love was as if by God brought
to my heart’s peaceful home
after many battles were fought,
you bring hope and then some,
you bring faith as it ought
and everything wholesome.
Gert Strydom, 24 january 2013
Your presence is a true delight,
just like the summer sun
where I am welcome at your door,
since our love has begun,
where you smile at my sight,
you are the only one
and where for true love I was poor
my need you did not shun.
George Krokos, 24 january 2013
The old usually has to give way to the new
and then sooner or later its time comes too.
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George Krokos, 24 january 2013
All language is a communication of number, symbol and word
integrated in understanding to be expressed, spoken and heard.
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George Krokos, 24 january 2013
When ignorance still reigns in the mind of man
it's a hindrance to which one should withstand.
When the light of intelligence eventually dawns it is like a rebirth
and everything's perceived differently in which there is no dearth.
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George Krokos, 24 january 2013
In this world each effect has a cause and every action a reaction,
who is it that knows of a place that offers complete satisfaction?
Where all desires have been fulfilled or have come to an end
and the vicissitudes of life one with no longer has to contend.
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George Krokos, 24 january 2013
There comes a time almost uncertain it is
when all before one is not as it seems.
The trials and temptations overbearing are
somehow resolved just like after our dreams.
Life's always a struggle trying to achieve
one's ideal creation where nothing is real.
Everything has only a relative existence is true
sustained by imagination maintaining its weal.
Knowledge is revealed to all from within
who question sincerely their inner being.
Curious of what the whole show is about
discover the truth of what they're seeing.
Very few are those who realize the truth
and reluctant it seems are they who know
to reveal to them who are yet unready,
without any preparation willing to forego.
Submission and humility in one's ignorance are
really great virtues and required for the path
on which all are destined to reach that glorious state
of infinite wisdom and love as the divine aftermath.
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Valerie Dohren, 23 january 2013
Gladly will my heart surrender
At the closing of the day
When my eyes shall rest in slumber
Chasing sorrows fast away
Then to ‘bide in peace and silence
As the world soft fades from sight
Drifting into realms celestial
At the coming of the night
Yet the dark brings sweet redemption
Bearing thus another day
When the light shall shine within me
So that I am cast away
Floating high above in splendour
Where there is no thought of I
Nothing there will be my captor
As all fear shall pale and die
In the stillness of my being
So to seek the rising sun
With all worldliness transcended
Melding into all as one
Valerie Dohren, 23 january 2013
Captured in the fall of evening
Stilled my soul in sweet recline –
Spanning dark unclouded heavens
There the moon and stars align
Haunted by the night’s sweet music
With a song of sad lament
Soothing then my heart in solace
Filling me with pure content
Then to ‘bide in glow of fireside
Watching dancing shadows there
Nothing but the moment lingers –
Joyful just to sit and stare
O, the dark shall be my haven
So to rest with easeful mind
Fixing yet my eyes upon you
As in splendour so entwined
Night of nights I bow before thee
Come, O come and take my soul
Into realms where I may wander
There your beauty to extol
Quiet now, with calm acceptance
Sorrows borne now fly away
Gently sinking into slumber
Yet to know another day
Into somnolence then drifting
In your grasp my spirit keep
Dreams shall take my thoughts in whispers
Peaceful now – I’m falling deep
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