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Calm is all nature as a resting wheel.
The kine are couched upon the dewy grass;
The horse alone, seen dimly as I pass,
Is cropping audibly his later meal:
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The tumult in the heart
keeps asking questions.
And then it stops and undertakes to answer
in the same tone of voice.
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Take the cloak from his face, and at first
Let the corpse do its worst!
How he lies in his rights of a man!
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Leafy-with-love banks and the green waters of the canal
Pouring redemption for me, that I do
The will of God, wallow in the habitual, the banal,
Grow with nature again as before I grew.
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My true-love hath my heart, and I have his,
By just exchange one to the other given:
I hold his dear, and mine he cannot miss,
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Carnal apple, Woman filled, burning moon,
dark smell of seaweed, crush of mud and light,
what secret knowledge is clasped between your pillars?
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I am not yours, not lost in you,
Not lost, although I long to be
Lost as a candle lit at noon,
Lost as a snowflake in the sea.
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Alive in doubt danger or hope
from burial to birth- Acceptance
of any invitation makes for grief or mirth
More often taken and spilled
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O her beautiful eyes! they are as blue as the dew
On the violet's bloom when the morning is new,
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There is a place to which I often go,
Not by planning to, but by a flow
Away from all existence, to a cold
Lucidity, whose will is uncontrolled.
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Now my five senses
gather into a meaning
all acts, all presences;
and as a lily gathers
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Deliverance is not for me in renunciation.
I feel the embrace of freedom in a thousand bonds of delight.
Thou ever pourest for me the fresh draught of thy wine of various
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He is quick, thinking in clear images;
I am slow, thinking in broken images.
He becomes dull, trusting to his clear images;
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This that you see, the false presentment planned
With finest art and all the colored shows
And reasonings of shade, doth but disclose
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The deep parts of my life pour onward,
as if the river shores were opening out.
It seems that things are more like me now,
That I can see farther into paintings.
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One aspect of human existence is stress
From the very childhood one encounters stress
From school, college, job and family, one faces stress
An integral part of worldly life is stress
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'Twas August, and the fierce sun overhead
Smote on the squalid streets of Bethnal Green,
And the pale weaver, through his windows seen
In Spitalfields, looked thrice dispirited.
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Vital spark of heav’nly flame!
Quit, O quit this mortal frame:
Trembling, hoping, ling’ring, flying,
O the pain, the bliss of dying!
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God speaks to each of us before we are,
Before he's formed us — then, in cloudy speech,
But only then, he speaks these words to each
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My breath runs in a subtle rhythmic stream;
It fills my members with a might divine:
I have drunk the Infinite like a giant’s wine.
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once hunter gather humans used ability heightened senses
told senses season time touched time with all skin senses
sight light dark heat cold temperatures all season sounds
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hunter gather humans used ability heightened senses
senses told season time touched time with all senses
sight light dark heat cold temperatures all sound senses
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When your senses cannot realise the truth,
With a whole world to taste and smell,
And you do have a lot to feel and see,
That may make you hear the wrong bell!
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percetual objects engaged with sic senses into zone of born talent untitled
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Unique style! !
Senses of the electronic magnetic waves! ! ! !
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Come to your senses,
Come yield your touch
Come talk, come listen, come see
Life has a taste,
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I shut my senses and human fleas drop dead,
I unleashed my thoughts life rolled back with men,
I swear in the rat race We're often misled.
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We have five basic senses…which we use daily without thinking about them much
There's seeing and hearing and tasting and don't forget…smelling and touch.
Our senses are interconnected…into our life they're totally infused…
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One may be striving all along,
O Kunti's son,
A man of discretion,
Still, the senses turbulent, strong,
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There are many abstract nouns that exist,
all our five senses fail to witness them,
but above the five senses there is a sixth sense,
that feels these abstract nouns.
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