I praise the wise and respect the wisdom of every old and young, for when they speak they pave the way to every poem or song.
There is a charm in all their words and phrases short or long. In what they say you should believe until you prove them wrong.
When wisdom speaks I always listen to thoughts of brilliant minds, just like a gem or precious stone or gold in haunted mines.
I feel the words and see them spark in corners everywhere, sometimes I even smell their scent floating in the air.
A set of words in form of art could take your breath away, for classy words will make you feel in heaven you want to stay.
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I've seen losers win the race,
I've seen weak ones keep the pace.
I've seen longer shots from way behind,
I've sought a voluble and a voluble was nowhere found.
I made promises, broke them all.
I made golden towers, and I watched them fall.
I made Caesar mine, I made tons of gold.
I sought my book and found my story was never told.
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Oh! me in those very known situations,
learning to thrive in those known but unknown situations.
what felt before, a piece of cake,
but wasn't one that appears to be.
then all of a sudden rather appears a rationale opportunity,
changed the irrational behavior and turned to be a completely new me.
Because of its lack of wisdom,
A snake drinks milk
And emits poison.
Because of his vast wisdom,
A saint drinks poison
And offers milk.
This is wisdom in oneness,
Wisdom in perfection,
Wisdom in God-satisfaction.
All of us must act like a saint.
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The language of love requires no translation,
The language of trust needs no explanation,
The language of honesty needs no interpretation,
The language of wisdom requires no noise,
The language of kindness requires no words.
Met de jaren
komt het inzicht,
het dunne vlies
tussen wat was
en wat nooit zal zijn.
De blik wordt scherper,
de stormen kleiner,
het verlangen stiller.
Vragen verliezen hun haast,
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Als wij alles wisten,
zouden we dan nog dromen?
Zouden we nog zoeken
naar betekenis in de sterren?
Misschien is niet weten
de grootste vrijheid---
een open weg
vol wonder en verlangen.
The language of love requires no translation,
The language of trust needs no explanation,
The language of honesty needs no interpretation,
The language of wisdom requires no noise,
The language of kindness requires no words.
I grasp for thoughts that others bid me hold,
And eagerly attend my lessons well.
But though I strive, and in the end excel,
What have I learned except what I’ve been told?
And all the words of wisdom spun with gold
Avail me not, for though they weave their spell,
Their voices dim. In turn, I bid farewell
To youthful past and rapidly grow old!
Where stands youth from old men facing death?
I search my lessons vainly for such scope,
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Deep within the silence of my soul is a light
that accompany me through the darkness bright
like a flame balancing in the shadow of time
I have to complete my goal and take what is mine
I will not curse the darkness but will seek to forgive
that their time be extended from what they give
I will always be faithful to nature for what it bring
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