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Mother Earth shines in her beauty
Her makeup being the meadow green
The mountain tops keep her shapely
She pulls her tears from out the sea

Mother Earth brightens every morning
As the sun shines on her cheeks
The massive valleys of the desert
Only add to her physique

Mother Earth's hair blows ever gently
In the coolness of the breeze
Keeps her warm in winter, cool in summer
The way she styles her Northern trees

Mother Earth has held her age well
As Father Time's been good to her
With Springs cover she's looking younger
That's the beauty of Mother Earth
Oh how I really miss
Can someone tell me where it is
Of course I'm talking Common Sense
Can't help but wonder where it went

I keep looking high and low
Everywhere it is I go
I'm sure it feels lost and alone
Common Sense would you please come home

You've ventured too far from this place
Gone for far too many days
If you could just make your way
Back to us for an extended stay

This time we'll show you more respect
If that's the reason why you left
Without your help we've made a mess
Come on, what do you say Common Sense
every second

of every minute

of every single day

i'm hanging onto sanity (reality)

as fragile as i can
Woke up with this repeating itself over and over in my head....it's going to be a good day! Lol!
she kept it all from us
she kept it all well hide
but once we all found out
what she had and what it did
it popped all of our tops
blew off all our lids
no one could have even guessed
she has a thingamajig

we called the t.v. stations
we called up the cops
when we heard what she had
and how much that it cost
half the town said no way
the other half said it's a must
when we all sat down and saw
what it was and what it does

it brought us all together
it gave us all a lift
lovers, friends and neighbors
now never would they miss
every other saturday
with picnic basket and the kids
all head down to central park
and watch her with her thingamajig

with no need to start it up
it's always on the go
though it may seem odd at times
there's always an even flow
no one saw this coming
no one could have known
nor would they believe it
if they hadn't seen it on there own

it keeps breaking all the records
like it's nobody's biz
bringing together the left and right
where all they now do is hug and kiss
never in a million years
would i ever thought it'd come to this
and all because we all found out
she has a thingamajig
from where we stand, this moment on
i promise you to have to hold
a promise made with bands of gold
~for all eternity~

i'll hold your hands in both of mine
never to be questioned why
we are meant to be both you and i
~for all eternity~

and if by chance you ever cry
i'll wipe each tear drop from your eye
and place them one by one in mine
~for all eternity~

if need arises i'll carry you
with this heart forever, forever true
in all i say in all i do
~for all eternity~

all this i'll do till my last breath
with our love still holding hands
you as my wife, me as your husband
~for all eternity~
Searching the valleys and peaks of this world, I've come across a vision so pure and yet so passive that the love streams from every pore of my being, can you embrace the positive as I close in to welcome you to my heart, feeling faint and cluttered with compassionate togetherness, I feel myself becoming more open to accepting the journey of love.

Empowering the foundation that holds steady before us we begin to open one an-others eyes, for this is why my tears of happiness continues to tare down the walls of my own disguise, involving the purification of combining those who can hold onto the light is an experience that I've once grasped.

Now and forever, I feel home again.
Without darkness
Without deception

Within my spirit, my wings are soon to spread.

Written By: Christopher M. Schultz
fugitive moon, moist clouds...
walking alone
in the rain,
searching,

a face, moving forward and backward,
can I  find among the faces unknown...

yesterday, at this hour ,she came, sleeping alone
like a distant memory
then
is it that known  face..
to whom
I am searching.....

yesterday night at this hour
fugitive moon, raining cloud, lost dream , lost love, lost face


did you ever cry in the rain,
nobody ever knew...............


(C) Asoke Kumar Mitra , March 17,2015 : 23:07, India,Kolkata
she said, I sometimes cry in my showers.......I am wired.
In my
two eyes, moist cloud
filled with rain
tears and tears, rolling down


you touched with smile
your touch turned rain drops into pearls.


one by one  stitched together
turned into pearl garland,
placed under your feet

tears came down again....
again in my silence.....



(C) Asoke Kumar Mitra  March 18,2015 :20:50, India, Kolkata
rain drops turned into pearls.....
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