Poetry
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Dragons in Buddhism Great Serpents of Buddhist Art and Literature
By Admin Webmaster 4/4/2022 9:48:34 AMBuddhism came to China from India almost two millennia ago. As Buddhism spread in China, it adapted to Chinese culture. Monks stopped wearing the traditional saffron robes and adopted Chinese-style robes, for example. And in China, Buddhism met dragons.
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Mirabai (Mira Bai), Bhakti Saint and Poet
By Admin Webmaster 3/21/2022 9:19:02 PMMirabai, a 16th century Indian royal, is known more through legend than verifiable historic fact. The following biography is an attempt to report those facts of Mirabai's life which are commonly accepted.
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Proclamation of Victory (Binh Ngo Dai Cao)
By Admin Webmaster 2/6/2016 10:31:10 AMSo filthy were their acts that the water of the Eastern Sea was not enough, to wash off the smell. Bamboo of the Southern Mountain did not suffice to count their crimes. Men and God felt indignant toward them! Nobody from heaven or on earth would forgive them... -
Rock Me to Sleep
By Admin Webmaster 2/6/2016 10:31:10 AMBackward, turn backward, O Time, in your flight, Make me a child again just for tonight! Mother, come back from the echoless shore, Take me again to your heart as of yore; Kiss from my forehead the furrows of care, ... -
Do not go into the garden, Jesus
By Admin Webmaster 2/6/2016 10:31:10 AMDo not go into the garden, Oh! Jesus, do not go into the garden before dawn! But if I do not go into the garden in the dead of night, who will lead you to the sunrise of Paradise? -
Tomorrow I'm going
By Admin Webmaster 2/6/2016 10:31:10 AMTomorrow I'm going... It's no big a deal, It happens all the time, like fallen leaves in the park, Like flowers driven by winds onto the sidewalk... -
La Barque de ma vie - Tagore
By Admin Webmaster 2/6/2016 10:31:10 AMJe meurs dans la plénitude, A répondu ma vie. La terre m’a dit : mes lumières baisent tes pensées à ton heure. -
Spring!
By Admin Webmaster 2/6/2016 10:31:10 AMSpring! How wonderful is the Spring! How majestic is the Spring! How fantastic is the -
We are the guardians of His Beauty
By Admin Webmaster 2/6/2016 10:31:10 AMWe are the guardians of His Beauty, We are the protectors, Of the Sun. There is only one reason. We have followed God into this world: To encourage laughter... -
Another fresh new year
By Admin Webmaster 2/6/2016 10:31:10 AMnother year to live! To banish worry, doubt, and fear,... -
Taste of Life
By Admin Webmaster 2/6/2016 10:31:10 AMAs told the story of making tea, Me think of some reflexes, Making tea sees sober reflections... -
A God becomes Child to save the children,
By Admin Webmaster 2/6/2016 10:31:10 AMA God becomes Child to save the children, Shepherds chant with the tongue of Angels, Salvation is described in a Mystery, Heaven and Earth mingle into one Soul this night.... -
All the Hemispheres - Hafiz Poem
By Admin Webmaster 2/6/2016 10:31:10 AMAll the hemispheres in heaven. Are sitting around a fire. Chatting. While stitching themselves ... -
If - Rumi poerry
By Admin Webmaster 2/6/2016 10:31:10 AMIF YOU CAN DISENTANGLE, yourself from your selfish self, all heavenly spirits, will stand ready to serve you ... -
The Guest House
By Admin Webmaster 2/6/2016 10:31:10 AMThis being human is a guest house. Every morning a new arrival. A joy, a depression, a meanness, some momentary awareness comes as an nexpected visitor.... -
To scatter flowers! (St. Teresa)
By Admin Webmaster 2/6/2016 10:31:10 AMTo scatter flowers! — that means, to speak of Thee, — My only pleasure here, where tears fill all the hours; -
Poet Ken Sehested: Hope & Healing
By Admin Webmaster 2/6/2016 10:31:10 AMBehold, the Beloved summons heaven and earth to witness our resolve: blessings and life in the face of curses and death. Choose life, and rejoice evermore. -
Moving river
By Admin Webmaster 2/6/2016 10:31:10 AMWhen you do things from your soul, you feel a river moving in you, a joy. When actions come from another section, the feeling disappears. Don't let others lead you. They may be blind or, worse, vultures... -
Crucified with Christ my Savior
By Admin Webmaster 2/6/2016 10:31:10 AMTis not hard to die with Christ, When His risen life we know; ’Tis not hard to share His suff’rings -
The Window of My Soul
By Admin Webmaster 2/6/2016 10:31:10 AMDuring prayer I am accustomed to turn to God like this and recall the meaning of the words of the Tradition, “the delight felt in the ritual prayer.”* The window of my soul opens, and -
Don't go to sleep this night
By Admin Webmaster 2/6/2016 10:31:10 AM...the night is generous, it can give you a gift of the full moon. it can bless your soul with endless treasure. every night when you feel the world is unjust never ending grace... -
Happy Gift
By Admin Webmaster 2/6/2016 10:31:10 AMThere was strange star. It was very bright It showed the kings how to find “One Baby, who would be Christ!” -
Teacher's Prayer
By Admin Webmaster 2/6/2016 10:31:10 AMLord, Please help me, To strengthen their voices, bodies and minds, -
The Best Poem of 2008
By Admin Webmaster 2/6/2016 10:31:10 AMThis poem was nominated by UN as the best poem of 2008, written by an African Kid ...When I grow up, I black, When I go in sun, I black -
Serais - Tu tard, ce soir? Sampam de Lune (2)
By Admin Webmaster 2/6/2016 10:31:10 AMParticulièrement pour l’Eglise vietnamienne, il y avait avant l’âge de Han Mac Tu tant d’hommes qui se servaient de la poésie afin d’apporter aux populations indigènes les Paroles de Dieu, de propager la Foi- Aujourd’hui le langage contemporain se dit “des engagements aux cultures multi-nationales”. -
My Song for Today - St. Therese of the Child Jesus
By Admin Webmaster 2/6/2016 10:31:10 AMO Divine Pilot! whose hand guides me. I’m soon to see you on the eternal shore. Guide my little boat over the stormy waves in peace. Just for today. -
TO LIVE OF LOVE - St. Therese of Liseux
By Admin Webmaster 2/6/2016 10:31:10 AMThe eve His life of love drew near its end, Thus Jesus spoke: "Whoever loveth Me, And keeps My word as Mine own faithful friend,... -
Here Is Vy Da Hamlet by Han Mac Tu
By Admin Webmaster 2/6/2016 10:31:10 AMWhy aren't you back to Vy Hamlet, To watch the sun rising over the areca trees? Whose garden is so lush in jade-like green And bamboo leaves cover whose firm square face? -
Poems for fathers
By Admin Webmaster 2/6/2016 10:31:10 AMWhen I think about my father, and the years we've had to share I'm thankful just to know that his love is always there. -
All human beings are limbs of each other ...
By Admin Webmaster 2/6/2016 10:31:10 AMAll human beings are limbs of each other, having been created of one essence.
