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.
ABERJHANIHearts rebuilt from hope resurrect dreams killed by hate.
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Then came the healing time, hearts started to shine, soul felt so fine, oh what a freeing time it was.
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Got just enough room to be a friend of yours. Oh I hope you got room to be a friend of mine.
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Millions cheer the warriorspilling blood across the ringwhile the one who stands for peaceis ridiculed and shamed.
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In ways that synchronize images, ideas, emotions, sounds, smells, ignorance, and knowledge.
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An author accepting language’s invitation to dance steps onto the floor of his her sensibility-charged consciousness and begins to move instinctively–even if with much dread
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At its most dynamic, faith evolves into powerful applicable knowledge.
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To what extent will we allow the indefinable dynamics of something called “destiny” to maintain grief and horror in the world?
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We are living in an era in which billions of people are grappling to promote communication, tolerance, and understanding over the more destructive forces of war
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In short, the power of a certain kind of dream is such that death need not indicate finality at all but rather signify a metaphysical and metaphorical leap forward.
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First steps are always the hardest but until they are taken the notion of progress remains only a notion and not an achievement.
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Some have speculated that the way [Albert] Camus died made his theories on absurdity a self-fulfilling prophecy.
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How hard are human beings willing to fight to achieve and sustain justice, equanimity, or joy? And should progress be called such when it devours what is best within the human spirit?
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Even when muddy your wings sparkle bright wonders that heal broken worlds.
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In your hands winter is a book with cloud pages that snow pearls of love.
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The birth of a true poet is neither an insignificant event nor an easy delivery.
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