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Appreciate Someone's feeling with gratitude and attitude,
Appreciate  Someone's awards with bottom of your heart,
Appreciate Someone's friendship like you are her best friend,
Appreciate Someone's good deeds and  works  & give rewards to him,
Appreciate Someone's love and become bridge between two lovers,
Appreciate  Someone's nature , anger  and name  to give respect.




Where we stand in the World,
Do anybody knows,
Where we stand in the Universe,
Do anybody feels it;
Where we stand in the space station,
Do anybody reaches it;
Where we stay's in the beloved one's
Do anybody clarifies it;
Someone  who reject us from our heart,
Do anybody fulfill it's heart.
Someone who reject humanity,
Do you know where he goes;
Why everyone of us is not  rejecting  teacherous minds,criminal minds, terrorist acts,
When we will open our minds and eyes.

NARRATED BY JIMMY
The cosmos are deaf,
and mute, too.

We are the beings
who strut about
muttering words
we turn into stories.

We then call these tales
our lives and blame
them on the cosmos.

The cosmos can't hear
our pathetic laments
and wouldn't care
if it could.

It is too busy
just being the cosmos.

  ~mce
A shaft of sunlight
sparkling with motes
falls through the window
on the cat plopped
purring on my stomach.

There are many things
I could be doing;
there are many things
I should be doing.

But the sun is warm
and the cat is purring

and it is important
to have your priorities
straight.

  ~mce
 Nov 2015 Tahirih Manoo
SE Reimer
~

her tranquil surface abruptly awakened;
well-cast fly by rainbow taken.

~

*post script.

that moment when the rest of the world wakes up.  (hyphenated words count as only one, right?),
 Nov 2015 Tahirih Manoo
SE Reimer
~

dusk brings a chill
o’er the ocean,
this secret stage
where twilight fades
in regent haze;
transformed, replaced
with slow drift,
swirling, mist
softly rolling in.
above, the sand,
a salt-washed beach.
a brimming tide
awaits release
of curtain rising
far above, and there,
like bio-luminescence,
she shimmers in the ether;
ancient existence,
always with us,
seldom seen,
her light serene.
a fresh emergence
each moonless night,
a shimmering of colors,
like a nightly bow
an arch of
color-filled delight.
though this night rests,
not drawn and taut,
exuding peacefulness;
her horse in all its glory,
feeding in her pastured stars.
drawing, telling
children wonder-eyed
of her richness,
of her treasures,
loving, storied skies,
light years in the making.
her curtain lifted,
these moments served,
to but a few.
a sacred showing
to our breath-taking,
memory-making eyes.
hovering in her milky skin,
she dazzles, beckoning;
her adieu at sun’s return,
at our rising disappears.
awaits another
night's re-appearing,
her celestial flow
like a river of
imagination, rippling,
much to our surprise,
a gifting
to awakened eyes,
never captured,
only living on...
in memories,
in moments raptured.

~

*post script.

inspired by Mathew Newman,
of Mathew Newman Photography
who captures the night sky so skillfully,
of the milky way rising above the pacific ocean
along southern oregon's secret beach.
his name for the photo that inspired this,
"Celestial Flow", of course.

sorry, i am not permitted to include links
but simply add www. to both these below and you will find what inspired me:

facebook.com/MatthewNewmanPhotography/
or
matthewnewmanphotography.com/wp-content/gallery/gallery-1/CelestialFlowWeb.jpg

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