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To my life, she adds a million times more lustre;
Through thick and thin, and shine and dust-
Her advice has guided me through each dead end.
And I call her my best friend.

With blindfolded eyes,I place in her endless trust,
For I know, in every adversity, she'll protect me as my crust.
My each impaired emotion,she can easily mend;
And I call her my best friend.

Her presence, for my subsistence, is a must:
For she brings out my best, in ways most just.
She supported me,even when life changed its blend,
And I call her my best friend.

When I was challenged in life's most stormy gusts,
She stood by me, as tough as a bust.
She shows me the correct path, away from the fiend;
And I call her my best friend.

I want to thank you- for all that you've done,
Your worth is appreciated in the highest tons!
I shall always be here, should you need a shoulders' lend;
As I have called you my best friend.
When you set out on your journey
To traverse in seas unknown,
You will meet a set of characters
Who will test you to the bone:

You will hear such glorious voices
From the waters of below
Only stoop a bit, to glimpse of
The few sirens that lay low
With a wonder, you may doubt that
You have witnessed great beauty
The many scales they've fought to hide
Will in time, reveal so clearly

You will come across sea merchants
Who'll speak lengthy promises
Don't accept their words too quickly
Or their small venom doses
Gold to the eye, sweet to the tongue,
Their words drip like bee's honey
Yet to the thirst you've long to fill
So unquenchably sticky

When you find some shipwrecked sailors
Who are also lost at sea
Take them on board and you'll find that
They become your best mate-y
Keep them close, take good care of them
You will need them near the end
When you hit that last tidal wave
And your ship's about to bend

You will come by some sea pirates
Who will win you like a friend
When the seas get rough and rowdy
To you they will all depend
Don't believe their charming banter
They will empty up your lot
And then leave you stranded, lifeless,
Just to steal your golden spot

If you find a distant lighthouse
Do not fear to get too close
There you'll find such rare occasions
And gain gold you can't dispose
They will make you see the wonder
Of the smallness of your ship
And narrate those distant countries
For your never-ending trip

When you set out on your journey
To traverse in seas unknown,
You will sail through different waters
That will test you to the bone:

You will face a wave of troubles
That may come at an instant
Hold the ropes and brace the weather
Sunshine won't be too distant
Don't be too blinded by the rain
Don't get swept away by wind
For your greatest battle to face
Is not the outside, but in

Always remember your compass
For it knows you more them
It will guard your own sanity
Like a vault of precious gems
Don't believe them when they tell you
To exchange your own for theirs
You will lose your soul on the way
In search of approving heirs

At times you will sail still waters
But in these don't be deceived
For they come in strange intervals
In small bursts to be received
Do not chase after such waters
Those who did had died at sea
Not a name to be remembered
Nor a real captain to thee

Above all else, remember this--

When you land in shores uncertain
When your mates have all disappeared
When your compass has been stolen
When the journey's worse than you feared
When you stare death right in the face
When sea monsters outnumber you
When nothing falls right into place
When there is nothing left to do

--Don't lose sight of the North Star
In the land and seas you roam
It's your constant, day and night
Until you have returned Home.
This is dedicated to Frankie, and all others like her
Sean Fitzpatrick Oct 2015
Fragments of blue
in an azure field,
an uncertainty conspired
by white folks,
green lanterns.

Exhale
conflagration,
contemplate,
reminisce.

Humor at the fold,
blues as the answer.
Feel sad,
wait a while-
answer when called.
Dark sky reserve gives way to swathes
Of generous reds in bursting final words
Against the sky.  Multitudinous -
To overwhelm the mind with more and more
And teach us to inhale the time the day the
Lovely sway in heavenly gatherings, floating
Harvest festivals of oak and ash and beech
And dreams.  

So lift me, sing me, ease me. Let me
Lie with like of you, and
So show trust in me, my words, when I
Do not.   To say a word of truth to you
Of this day too glorious to stay
Nor - in right mind - would we wish it so:

It banishes itself from sight.  
And so will come again.
  Oct 2015 Sean Fitzpatrick
Jayanta
The nature around us
Provokes to think!

The geometry of nature
Creates coincidences and intersections!
Coincidences of creation- destruction and re-construction!
Intersection reveals the connectivity,
Connectivity between deconstruction and reconstruction!

Geometry portray the commonness and uniqueness,  
Commonness and uniqueness between
‘image and number’ and ‘shape and number’!

It leads all relation to number relation!
And a woman who held a babe against her ***** said, "Speak to us of
Children."

And he said:

Your children are not your children.

They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.

They come through you but not from you,

And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you.

You may give them your love but not your thoughts.

For they have their own thoughts.

You may house their bodies but not their souls,

For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit,
not even in your dreams.

You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.

For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.

You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.

The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you
with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.

Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;

For even as he loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that
is stable.
  Oct 2015 Sean Fitzpatrick
Renee
I need you to understand
that I need you,
and your hands
your kisses,
your love
I need you to understand
you're my world

I need you to understand
we're all a broken mess
made of pieces of each other's
broken souls
mismatched,
like an old grandmother's quilt

I need you to understand
I'm only me
not less, not more
I want to stay yours

I need you to understand
I love you
I want to spend my life with you
and your beautiful eyes
and amazing personality
soft hands,
loving kisses,
everything about you
I just love it
The hues of your eyes
are prettier than any skies
any forests
doused in rain
any words
filled with pain
If they're yours,
they're mine
we are intertwined
with love,
with care,
with your fingers in my hair

I need you to understand
I get too attached
I need you to understand
I love you
more than I could ever love myself
or any other catch
I love you more
than pineapples on  a shelf
I love you more
than you love yourself
I love you more
than plants need rain
I love you more
than I have shame
I need you to understand
all of these things
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