It also contains a humbling light of recognition that compels many to do whatever they can to help reinforce the efforts of those who might be ‘at risk’ of not just giving up on their dreams, but of giving up on their continued existence.
ABERJHANIUpon the lips of babes asleep I saw light embracing light and so allowed my syllables to rest there as a prayer they might sing in their dreams.
More Aberjhani Quotes
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Classic romantic love is an emotional attraction between two individuals in which they may share a heightened awareness of mutual adoration.
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The same hot lightning that burns your blood with passion–– cools your fears with peace.
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And make no mistake about it: love does take over and transform the schemes and operations of our egos in a very mighty way.
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Death wins nothing here, gnawing wings that amputate–– then spread, lift up, fly.
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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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With my ninth mind I resurrect my first and dance slow to the music of my soul made new.
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Women and Men, Christians and Jews, Muslims and Buddhists, white, black, red, brown.
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Terrorism, and political chaos that have characterized the beginning of the 21st Century.
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The music of revelation announces itself to the reader in somber brooding tones or in melodies light as air and one is invited to dance with the most captivating of partners: poetry.
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Nelson Rolihlahla Mandela might be measured in part by the profound and unique gestures made by people in different countries to honor his life upon learning of his death.
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At the edge of madness you howl diamonds and pearls.
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Passion presented with a greater challenge achieves a greater goal.
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If life is a birthday cake let my face be smeared with its icing of cognac and kindness.
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As sad as it may be to admit, in our modern world people are far more accustomed to hearing news of war, genocide, murder, disasters, famine, and disease
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The rainbows that dangle upon this mist: shatter. Like the smile of a child separated from his mother’s milk for the very first time.from poem Blood and Blossoms
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