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Life has beauty in her nooks In woods that trill of feathered songs Where fireflies dance at dusk And starlight blankets night till dawn In the rhythm of falling rain And drops of dew that shine on leaves On mountain tops that reach the sky The mystic shades of coral reefs And if you feel spirits sag Heavy eyes with burdens stressed Rest your eyes on hyacinths And on the moon cradling a crest Catch the starlight streaming down See angels in clouds that pass Lay your head on a flower bed Run bare feet on the grass Life has beauty in her arms In kindness and the touch of love In promises of hope and strength Like the warm sun from above In bouquets of wishes of care Hands that tuck a flower in Near and dear those precious ones That soothe and balm a broken skin And if you feel spirits sag Heavy eyes with burdens stressed Rest your head on a shoulder kind And His eyes that forever bless Your own shoulder, a solace be Hands clasp another tight For other spirits sag too Then- Into the beauty of the night.
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Sep 11, 2016
Sep 11, 2016 at 9:34 AM UTC
Life's Sutra
Life has beauty in her nooks In woods that trill of feathered songs Where fireflies dance at dusk And starlight blankets night till dawn In the rhythm of falling rain And drops of dew that shine on leaves On mountain tops that reach the sky The mystic shades of coral reefs And if you feel spirits sag Heavy eyes with burdens stressed Rest your eyes on hyacinths And on the moon cradling a crest Catch the starlight streaming down See angels in clouds that pass Lay your head on a flower bed Run bare feet on the grass Life has beauty in her arms In kindness and the touch of love In promises of hope and strength Like the warm sun from above In bouquets of wishes of care Hands that tuck a flower in Near and dear those precious ones That soothe and balm a broken skin And if you feel spirits sag Heavy eyes with burdens stressed Rest your head on a shoulder kind And His eyes that forever bless Your own shoulder, a solace be Hands clasp another tight For other spirits sag too Then- Into the beauty of the night.
nishu-mathur
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Sep 11, 2016
Sep 11, 2016 at 9:34 AM UTC
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