Erhard Hans Josef Lang
As lyrical as it may sound, I am the last bay in an unbroken line of an old German-Suebian ancestry of blacksmiths; in these tractorized days the 'smithy works' of old now trotting along on somewhat lighter feet than with the beasts of burden in my grandfathers' days, but my own shop's clients, in the form of thoughts & ideas for composing poetry, are still as swift-pacing as their horses could have been then, the wilder among them sometimes as hard to saddle.
I, therefore, in 1988, had moved away from the hectic environs of my native Germany so as to be able to steep myself in my engagements on more tranquil shores, and have eversince been living in the south-west of the Philippine ... more »
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Erhard Hans Josef Lang Poems
The Will In The Animal
Why won't the acclaimedly intelligent beings of the animal world, Called the humans,
Changing Places Between Divine And Human
If God were a man, he might descend on earth, open shop down here, like all the other fellows do, charge his tokens for his rays of sun
And The Gods May Work Their Magic Out Ev...
Hair-raising novelty; Unbelievable story. Yet something truly experienced. In India all of them were all ears,
From Out Of My Heart... (translation wit...
From out of my heart I despise Each and every slave of material matters
Why Things Don't Think Of Us, Too, In Re...
Why not let troubled things talk and hold council with you? Or do you relish the birth-pangs' banging between clashes? Things can't talk, yes, or can they? ! You may only proffer your own fantasy
One-liner: The Mind Is One Network
How could one imagine what it sounded like when starting to learn a foreign language, merely from the books, and had
Verses Of The Sacred Vedas Of India On T...
The Seer, our father, once offered all these worlds in oblation, assuming a priestly role, and sought to gain riches by the power of prayer; he himself entered later creations, while shrouding in mystery
What If The Stars Were Barred From Glitt...
If scientists could put it to the test, They might eventually want to check it out - for a minute or two, To learn and see what effect the test could entrail:
The Spring Time Of Life Creativity
A spring time of life creativity Long before us There once had been - This is from where we humans, too, are derived -
Against All Odds - Meetings With An Indi...
This is a true story that occurred in my life, Which goes to show What a limitless power it is - The urge of Mind's sway.
India's Truthful Imagery On Cosmic Super...
Brahma, the Hindus' God of creation, is seen as an only four-headed god, thus looking out into the the world
Offered As Taken (On The Wings Of A Pray...
Wishing for more shares of yours In times to come in Your ever self-fulfilling graces and blisses, I sing a song of success and victory,
Calculus Revamp In The Making
Scientific knowledge is useful in the hands of its brains only When applied to ends of Improvement and the happiness in The lives of men & other creatures,
Wretched Abel (translation)
In the fir forest on the heath there's a hut quite miserable, and even more miserable life is for the dwellers of the hut.
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The Will In The Animal
Why won't the acclaimedly intelligent beings of the animal world,
Called the humans,
Eventually understand the language of their fellow creatures?
What for example the message of two cute icebears were,
Who, amidst the dreadful melting away,
From underneath their bear feet, of
Their ice-shaped habitat on the Polar Cap,
Experienced already for over two generations,
Took to such great pains as to
Embarking on a hazardous
Kind of last-chance kamikaze trip of
Hundreds of kilometers,
Partially swimming, partially afloat
Atop drifting ...