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A poet is a verb that blossoms light in gardens of dawn, or sometimes midnight.

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What hell condemned, let heaven now heal.

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This world’s anguish is no different from the love we insist on holding back.

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And now we step to the rhythm of miracles.--from The Light, That Never Dies

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Beneath the armor of skin/and/bone/and/mindmost of our colors are amazingly the same.

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Everywhere we shine death and life burn into something new…

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How many fears came between us?Earthquakes, diseases, wars where hellrained smoldering pus from skies made of winged death.Horror tore this world asun...more

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Dreams dress us carefully in the colors of power and faith.

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Just above our terror, the stars painted this storyin perfect silver calligraphy. And our souls, too oftenabused by ignorance, covered our eyes with m...more

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The job facing American voters… in the days and years to come is to determine which hearts, minds and souls command those qualities best suited to uni...more

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At the different stages of recognition, reflection, and redress, practicing compassion provides potentially world-saving opportunities which otherwise...more

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First steps are always the hardest but until they are taken the notion of progress remains only a notion and not an achievement.

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Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.’s dream was a manifestation of hope that humanity might one day get out of its own way by finding the courage to realize th...more

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The ecstatic beauty and soulful grace of Rumi’s poetry inspires human hearts to believe in possibilities beyond the predictably fatal.

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The word 'survivor' carries a weight of remembrance that has broken the minds and bodies of more than a few men and women. It also contains a humbling...more