Our flower bed (A poem).

Our flower bed is a wild Flower bed, In it are growing All sorts; Rare perfume plants Next to all sorts. And also weeds Oh Also weeds, And then Mainly…
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Inertia

. people are alive. And they live because they live. And they get up in the morning because they get up. And they continue because they continue. that’s how they…
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People die – A poem

people die suddenly, Always Unexpected. Even after a long illness, Unexpected. surprised, amazed, No way? Where did it come from? Suddenly? Although it is in the script, But not in…
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People talk – Poem

people talk And they talk like people talk Not as they themselves speak. And there is also fear and shame, and insecurity. you speak And these are all that come…
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The soul alive

It is important to remember that; holiness, sacredness, inspiration, soul inclination, deep knowing, fine states and the ability to be tuned in and sensitive to the deeper mysterious jewels of…
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To get along in life -A poem

These are the magic words. brainwashing – We grew up on them. They were our “Shema Israel”. The record of the Maui record of commitments, “As long as you get…
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A doctor’ visit – A poem

I entered the doctor’s office – a human, and becam transparant, instead of a dialouge- a questioning. Instead of conversation – technical talk. I entered a human – came out…
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