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(The Human Being)

The Mighty Tree

Like a mighty tree, indeed, is a man;
His hairs are the leaves and his skin the outer bark.

From his skin blood flows as sap from the bark;
Therefore it flows from pierced [skin] as sap from a tree that is struck.

His flesh is the sapwood, his sinews are the fibres, undoubtedly;
His bones are the inner wood and his marrow is like the pith.

When a tree is felled it sh...

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The Mighty Tree

(The Human Being)

The Mighty Tree

Like a mighty tree, indeed, is a man;
His hairs are the leaves and his skin the outer bark.

From his skin blood flows as sap from the bark;
Therefore it flows from pierced [skin] as sap from a tree that is struck.

His flesh is the sapwood, his sinews are the fibres, undoubtedly;
His bones are the inner wood and his marrow is like the pith.

When a tree is felled it sh...

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The Mighty Tree

DANCE DIVINE

An invisible band
Plays inaudible strains.
Enter two dancers;
They step, figure and twirl
To natural time.

Side by side or in tandem,
Now solo, now pairing,
They take it in turns
To lead and to follow
Exactly on cue.

Sure-footed and nimble,
And foil to each other,
They tread their design;
Their joy is their movement,
Their ballet their grace.

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Divine

OH, MOTHER!

OH, MOTHER!
 
What dark threads did you choose, my Mother,
To weave on the loom of your life, For you loved gold and silver, my Mother,
And I remember your singing and laughter.
I remember your courage, my Mother,
For you were always in pain;
And I remember your fear.
 
You never swerved from the straight, my Mother,
Though you struggled on a stony road.
What was the cost of your choice...

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poem

Lovers of Poetry

It is said that poetry consists exclusively of delight and is delectable with mood. This study group uses poetics (poetry theory) as the stimulus for exploring traditional and modern poetry.  Understanding poetics enables the objective evaluation of poetic skill. A composition theme is suggested each time and participants share their work with the group. Topics include: 

Poetry and Thought ...

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poetry competitionYogic Path

Lovers of Poetry

It is said that poetry consists exclusively of delight and is delectable with mood. This study group uses poetics (poetry theory) as the stimulus for exploring traditional and modern poetry.  Understanding poetics enables the objective evaluation of poetic skill. A composition theme is suggested each time and participants share their work with the group. Topics include: 

Poetry and Thought ...

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Mira MehtaYogic Pathpoetry competition

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