Poem of today

Whenever you are lonely...
Whenever you are blue...
Just want to walk beside you,
And smell the sweet fresh dew.
Just want to feel your heartbeat,
Beating close to mine.
Your arms wrapped tightly round me,
As you rest your head on mine.
Listening to the stillness,
As we stand beside the shore,
The waves beat like your heartbeat,
Telling me I can't want more...
Than to always walk beside you,
Clasp your tender hand in mine.
I love you now, forever,
And I will for all of time.

Poem of today

This is a poem I think all of us has felt once in our lifetime.
And even though we have been hurted some time it´s important to know that we have aslo hurted another person even though it was not our intention or maybe we did it from fear.
But we should forgive each other for the mistake we did and then we grow more humble and understanding toward each other.

THE FEELING
Author: Katie Harrison

I dreamt a dream last night,
That you were holding me tight.
I looked upon your familiar face,
Longing for your sweet embrace.
In my dream youre here with me,
Keeping me safe from all that you see.
Safe is the feeling you always bring my way,
For that I loved you yesterday,
and I love you more today.
I dreamed we were in far off places,
Where no one knew our faces.
It felt like we were in our hiding spot,
And no matter what we did
we'd never get caught.
As a breeze blew through the room,
And I woke to find nothing but doom.
For I was all alone:
No feeling of Safety,
No feeling of Love,
No feeling of Home.
But most of all there was no you,
My room was empty and subdued.
As I tried to go back to sleep,
The only thing I could to was weep.
For I was all alone:
No feeling of Safety,
No feeling of Love,
No feeling of Home,
No feeling of you!

A poem from the book "Wisdom book"

Each second you can be born once again.
Each second can be a new beginning.
It´s a choice.
Your choice.

~Clearwater~

About Sri Chinmoy

Sri Chinmoy was born in Chittagong, East Bengal (Now Bangladesh) in 1931.
At an early age his parents died, and shortly after this Chinmoy, with his brothers and sisters, moved to the Sri Aurobindo Ashram in Pondicherry, South India.
Here Sri Chinmoy engaged deeply in meditation and spiritual activities, attaining a high state of Self - Realisation, or awareness of one’s true divine nature.

To promote greater oneness and harmony in the world, Sri Chinmoy offered weekly prayers and meditations at the United Nations for 37 years.
During his lifetime, Sri Chinmoy met with many world leaders, such as Michael Gorbachev, John Paul II and Mother Teresa; he explained that these meetings inspired one another to carry on their work for world harmony.

Poems from Sri Chinmoy
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Because of its lack of wisdom,
A snake drinks milk
And emits poison.
Because of his vast wisdom,
A saint drinks poison
And offers milk.
This is wisdom in oneness,
Wisdom in perfection,
Wisdom in God-satisfaction.
All of us must act like a saint.

My ignorance thunders:
You are nothing, I am everything.
My knowledge declares:
You know something,
But I know much more.
My wisdom whispers:
You and I know nothing of everything
On earth,
And everything of nothing
In Heaven.
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Friendship is based on forgiveness.
Today if your friend has done something wrong,you have to forgive her immediately by thinking that you could have made the same mistake.
If she has been nasty to you today, you have to forgive her immediately.
Tomorrow you may be in the same position - you could be nasty to her.
So if you forgive her when she is nasty, then if a day comes when you are equally nasty, she will forgive you.Good qualities eventually come for ward.Good qualities will not remain dormant forever and forever.
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THE SUN IS DANCING

The sun is dancing,
The moon is dancing,
The stars are dancing.
I am dancing this moment
With the sun, moon and stars.
Next moment I am sailing
With the sky.
The sky makes me feel
That I am the vastness of Infinity’s Heart;
The sun, moon and stars make me feel
That God’s creation is for ecstasy’s beginningless birth
And endless journey.
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