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Beyond the knowing
Everything has beauty
Everything has joy
Every pain and miserable sorrow
Every artificial toy
Every single thing, labelled nothing
Something, everything
Is a possibility of awakening
The joy we all can sing
In the depth of suffering hiding
Is a greater expanse of love
A tiny hidden treasure
Of joy within the dove
Oh you say, the wicked
The evil, nasty thug
Has no love, no joyful heart
But he himself can love
Deep within that veil of fear
Is an open vortex alive
Where love and joy reside as one
When his eyes are opened wide
Beyond the darkest night
The walk, the union comes
Sets the path alive with joy
Where love is now undone
As life in nature locks away
The unknown of souls remain
Their survival doesn't give to know
Beyond the pain and strain
It is very sad, it is
A bridge was never shown
One to let the suffered soul
Open to love for his unknown...
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“God’s one and only voice are Silence.” ~ Herman Melville
Man has learned how to challenge both Nature and art to become the incitements to vice! His very cups he has delighted to engrave with libidinous subjects, and he takes pleasure in drinking from vessels of obscene form! Pliny the Elder
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