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Post by simpledip on Nov 23, 2018 8:05:07 GMT -6
Lavender light lies lazy pillowed against mountain slope: a magnificent evening.
come sit with me near the dancing fireplace quietly listening to the music of night.
let the egoists fight out their battles in the darkness of the night without realising that nothing lasts forever: mountains remain the witness of man's folly.
~Dip |
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Post by QueenFoxy on Nov 23, 2018 21:07:20 GMT -6
A beautiful picture has been painted by your words, Dip. |
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Post by lostineternity99 on Nov 24, 2018 5:53:14 GMT -6
It is healing to leave the frantic pace and haughtiness of a big city and enjoy solitude in a natural setting ... the mountains have truly seen it all.
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Post by AquarianM on Nov 24, 2018 11:45:10 GMT -6
So true. Enjoy the now, nothing else can be assured, but plan like you will have days unending.
Dan
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Post by Deleted on Nov 27, 2018 2:45:03 GMT -6
Allright....on my way.....do you mind if I bring my GasX? It's one of those nights man, know what I'm sayin'? Trust me, you want me to bring it.
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Post by simpledip on Nov 28, 2018 20:28:27 GMT -6
A beautiful picture has been painted by your words, Dip. Thank you for your kid words of encouragement. Namaste |
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Post by simpledip on Nov 28, 2018 20:32:45 GMT -6
It is healing to leave the frantic pace and haughtiness of a big city and enjoy solitude in a natural setting ... the mountains have truly seen it all. Solitude is of many kinds like that of Thoreau at Walden
Prost in his cork-lined chamber Pessoa on his lonely walks the desert fathers in meditation
the Himalayan hermit focused on emptiness the hush of a room
touched by whispering breeze the sound of rain
on the tin roof and the trees....
Thank you for igniting "thoughts of solitude". Namaste. - Dip |
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Post by lostineternity99 on Nov 29, 2018 5:52:18 GMT -6
It is good to know my words in reply ignited your wonderful poem, Dip ...
Rick |
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Post by goldenmyst on Nov 29, 2018 20:31:47 GMT -6
Our Native Americans say, "Nothing lasts forever except the earth and sky." Your poem resonates with that in the most beautifully inspiring way.
John
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