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Alone by Maya Angelou

Lying, thinking Last night How to find my soul a home Where water is not thirsty And bread loaf is not stone I came up with one thing And I don’t believe I’m wrong That nobody, But nobody Can make … Continue reading

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Strange That The Godless Prosper by Sophocles

Strange is it that the godless, who have sprung From evil-doers, should fare prosperously, While good men, born of noble stock, should be By adverse fortune vexed. It was ill done For the gods thus to order lives of men. … Continue reading

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The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore— While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my … Continue reading

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Only Breath by Rumi

Not Christian or Jew or Muslim, not Hindu, Buddhist, Sufi, or Zen. Not any religion or cultural system. I am not from the East or the West, not out of the ocean or up from the ground, not natural or … Continue reading

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Who Knows by Cally Conan-Davies

When I go, will part of me linger here beside the sea? Perhaps the heart of me will stay and roam this tide-line every day, singing songs of breaking waves, turning shells the tide engraves with liquid lilt of water … Continue reading

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Love (III) by George Herbert

Love bade me welcome. Yet my soul drew back Guilty of dust and sin. But quick-eyed Love, observing me grow slack From my first entrance in, Drew nearer to me, sweetly questioning, If I lacked any thing. A guest, I … Continue reading

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The Dark Angel by Lionel Johnson

Dark Angel, with thine aching lust To rid the world of penitence: Malicious Angel, who still dost My soul such subtile violence! Because of thee, no thought, no thing, Abides for me undesecrate: Dark Angel, ever on the wing, Who … Continue reading

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