That good gardener, who wept thorns plowing his fields – harvests grace with joy.
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Unless you are here: this garden refuses to exist. Pink dragonflies fall from the air and become scorpions scratching blood out of rocks.
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And the relentless suffocation of that singular breath which makes human beings individuals.
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Shine your soul with the same egoless humility as the rainbow and no matter where you go in this world or the next, love will find you, attend you, and bless you.
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An outrageous instinct to love and be loved executed your brain every hour on the hour.
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We can cry for years but sometimes gotta smile too.
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Hearts rebuilt from hope resurrect dreams killed by hate.
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When a reader enters the pages of a book of poetry, he or she enters a world where dreams transform the past into knowledge
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This rose of pearl-coated infinity transforms the diseased slums of a broken heart into a palace made of psalms and gold.
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Before the thunderous clamor of political debate or war set loose in the world, love insisted on its promise for the possibility of human unity
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As living examples of the same. Peace ends with the unraveling of individual hope and the emergence of the will to worship violence as a healer of private and social disease.
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To heal the wounds of a nation as opposed to aggravate its injuries
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Art gives its vision to beauty not always recognized. And it surrenders freely — whatever power it possesses to every sincere soul that seeks it. But above all else–it presents us with the gift of ourselves.
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Within the universe of the extraordinary, those qualities we designate to human concepts of gender are often shared, exchanged, or even completely obliterated.
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The more likely we are to continue to define history as one long inglorious record of man’s inhumanity to man.
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A river is nearly the ultimate symbol for the very essence of change itself. It flows unceasingly from one point of being to another
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