You are a blue Ocean;
I am the pale sky;
You are my red Earth;
I am the dry shore!

You are a silver moon;
I am the hot sun;
You are my twilight;
I am the cool night!

You are a feminine touch;
I am the muscle man;
You are for my embrace;
I am the sweet kiss!
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BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Your marvelous body will decay;
And wondrous sight will disappear,
All your  lovable expressions will fade;
    Do not be saddened, do not be depressed
The resource is  from  eternal
Budding, growing, branching out,
    and giving new life and delight.
Never moan at anything gone wrong
That Source is within you always
and this whole world is behind you
A spring is emerging from it.
Seasons will alter like shade and light.
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BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

In the summer downpour
our embrace
will cool the heated winds;
but for this relief
there are enraged storms;
To cool down
Kiss me towards
the wet Earth!
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Be fond of
your state of mind;
Of touching from
one and to another;
Opportunity to opportunity;
Occasion to occasion;
From one end to another;
In and out of a
Brightness and darkness;
Towards the voiceless voices
of the heavenly skies and its blues
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

A shadow fades
and daylight erupts
All pieces fall in place;
A day begins
unlike the rest
it wears a unusual face.
All are right
not one thing wrong;
Every hour flows gently by;
Regrets and doubts
cannot exist
within this clear blue sky.
Life like this
without a care
I wish that I could see;
So rare a find
within the mind
perfect reality.
The day will come
when I will see
life in its perfect scheme;
I hope and pray
that on this day
it won’t just be a dream.
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

A disclosure of a common man,
  God gave a flare of thought to him,
to that common man,
without having a dress to put on;
an asylum to reside,
a bread to eat;
He was deputed
to recite to his servants,
who work in his vineyard,
things which must soon come to go by;
and he sent and signified it
by his guardian angel
into his servants,
Who bare the record
of the word of God,
and of the evidence
of Life and Death,
and of all things that he saw.
Blessed is he that common man,
without having a cloth to wear;
a shelter to dwell,
a bread to eat;
those who hear the words of his prediction,
will keep those things
which are written therein:
for the time is at hand.
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BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI