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Life devoted is god
Frankly, a heaven above;
Devout to truth and be led
To cross all hard gate.

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Knowing is the soul of man
What more does he need then
To sense all sprightly aura
Get redolence of fauna and flora.

Knowing is the soul of man
What more does he need then
To be lost to beauty, truth and love
In all walks with heart from above.

Knowing is the soul of man
What more does he need then
To usher but his life of delight
To come across all pain, all blight.

Know and you are evermore free
To forever aspire to what you want to be
Sing, knowing all that surrounds you,
Be a man in many hundreds few.

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I walked out in the woods
And I walked naked and with boots
Silent meadow and the pasture
And got my heart all lured.

I walked yet steps further
And did in stillness wander,
Wander like cows in hill
Up the distant windmill.

I trod further in sunshine and lawn
And the more I trod I learn
Something fresh to savor and taste
To fill my life all the best.

All walks lead to action and silence
To cross all dark and fence
Standing as stumbling block
While pigeons fly on flock.

All lens are cast on road
Counting blessings to four,
And all road leads to Sunbeam
every step trodden surely seems.

Traveled lanes reaching far
Up to thousand miles to star,
And moved down to earth
And found nothing of dearth.

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They shall behold soul’s light
Opening all doors to sight.
Man of virtue may kiss the dust
But his memories forever last.

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Lives of ours a light of dark
For matchless our joys of park
Playing a little hide and seek,
Lives of no worries, not to oblige
Flashes back of old days done.
Our walks of the yard and the lawn
Yet reminds of times in fun had
Gone those days, how very sad!

Yet comes as flood in memories day
Of good; good is god as they say.
Sweet is fun, loved and spirited life
Undergone without falling in strife.
How bitter and sweet our times,
Sorrows engulfing and untold rhymes.

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Seems the year befitting for beer
Seems the wind befitting to swing,
Seems the snow befitting to go
Somewhere lost to Time
To create life’s untold rhyme.
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We may fall at the edge of time
But life creates untold rhyme,
For flowers sprouts
Life is no Doubt.

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Mystic echo sounds
Harmonic crescendo
Fall down hills and bound,
And the heart all joys count.

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Song lyric
Bestow love otherworldly
To the person you fall for,
Love deep and then soulfully,
And that with beloved be lured.

Love hearty, true and far-reaching
And with pure soul deepening,
And with highest inkling
Of love; love is enthralling.

Love far and wide and real
With mind, soul and heart,
For love is the noblest of all,
Litling love and then depart.

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With flowers I bid thee adieu
The year gone by with bittersweet memories,
And the year that touched with crescendo
And the year that let me be

Man of valor and man of no straw,
And man of manliness, and man of heroic conscience,
And the man who the distance saw,
Saw, for example, the magic of science.

With colors and flowers,
With mosaic and pattern,
Comes the year with fervors
To yet in deep ambition be sown,

To see through fun and joy the life
And consign to oblivion all the dark
To come and pass off and be rife
With sounds of wren and lark.

To imagine world yet to unfold,
To create fun, joy and love,
Of silver and of gold
To feel all high and all above.

Come on year, come, gliding down the hill,
Come up year, come, like spring
Let me to the deepest feel
Nothing bad that shrinks

But hold all that is upto sky
To fly up the sky high.
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