Poem

The red slayer thinks he slays,
Or if the slain thinks he's slain,
They know not well the subtle ways
I keep and pass and turn again.

Far or forgot to me is near;
Shadows and sunlight are the same;
Vanished gods to me appear;
And one to me are shame and fame.

They reckon ill who leave me out;
When me they fly,i am the wing,
I am the doubter and the doubt;
And i am the hymn the brahmin sing.
~Ralph Waldo Emersion.

Love,

-AKK!

[This message was edited by ABHAY on Friday May 2nd, 2003 at 12:13 AM.]
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Wow, this is really deep! Happy Birthday Ralph Waldo! Quantum thanks for your words! Thanks Abhay good buddhi for this wonderful post! Awesome replies, love to you all.

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Far or forgot to me is near;
Shadows and sunlight are the same;
Vanished gods to me appear;
And one to me are shame and fame.


I is one. I and I. Love life n light to all, Teo Wink

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