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Surazeus

Secret Of Star Flowers

Totally lost in madness of his dreams,
Samuel strums rusty-stringed guitar and sings
in harmony with buzz of the radio
till his brain sprouts four plastic raven wings
when five men wearing masks in the black car

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surazeus.blogspot.comSecret Of Star Flowers Secret Of Star Flowers © Surazeus 2025 03 27 Totally lost in madness of his dreams, Samuel strums rusty-stringed guitar and sings in ha...
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Surazeus

Sapphire Of World Peace

Luminous phantom of the great egret
spreads her delicate wings in doting breeze
and glides grandly over wind-rippled lake
that glitters blue as sapphire of world peace
with secret message from her aching heart

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surazeus.blogspot.comSapphire Of World Peace Sapphire Of World Peace © Surazeus 2025 03 27 Luminous phantom of the great egret spreads her delicate wings in doting breeze and glide...
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Moe Lassus

She asks me to kill the spider.
Instead, I get the most
peaceful weapons I can find.

I take a cup and a napkin.
I catch the spider, put it outside
and allow it to walk away.

If I am ever caught in the wrong place
at the wrong time, just being alive
and not bothering anyone,

I hope I am greeted
with the same kind
of mercy.

― Rudy Francisco

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WIST Quotations

A quotation from Thomas Carlyle

For there is no heroic poem in the world but is at bottom a biography, the life of a man; also, it may be said, there is no life of a man, faithfully recorded, but is a heroic poem of its sort, rhymed or unrhymed.

Thomas Carlyle (1795-1881) Scottish essayist and historian
Essay (1837-12-06), “On Sir Walter Scott,” The London and Westminster Review, Art. 2 (1838-01)

Sourcing, notes: wist.info/carlyle-thomas/65857…

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Her Doing

Hello Lovely Peeps! 🌻

I might have shared this before, but it is worth sharing anew. 😊

It is a #poem in @bethsawin 's MultiSolving & she mentions it in this thread about how people are using her book. (Also, there's a 20% off code if you order it from her publisher! 👍 )

sunny.garden/deck/@bethsawin@s

There is alt-text (thank you!🙏 ) for very nearly all of the poem, but here it is in its entirety:

Be encouraged, my friends. 💛

Which Way

Will you be the one who turns a huge boat on rough seas?
Or is it you, who gathers up and comforts the lost children?
Will you find kindness when fear rises?
Will you know when it is time to walk away with only what you can carry?
Is it you who has the courage to quietly wait?

It’s all happening at once now.
The fires of destruction,
the fires of invention.
Gates clanging shut.
Inside the chrysalis, change unfolds.
Living rafts, strewn with flowers, launch.
You are choosing, again and again
which way to go.

Nothing changes.
Everything changes.
And you are the still point in the swirl.
You bind together an improbable convergence of good things.
You undo.
You redo.
Listening, you move.
In your wake everything shifts.

You are never alone.
Wild bees, birch trees, glacier water,
old teachers
new life,
we are all with you,
conspiring.

Pass seeds hand to hand.
Make compost.
Braid vines together.
Channel rain.
Speak truth.
Look inside.
Renew.

Grow a tap root.
Know where you stand.
Bend with breeze.
Hang on.
Go forth.
Don't stop.

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