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balance never is dont search then you have it |
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Searching
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Doesn't do me any harm Trickling down my sullen cheeks Dripping on my open palm Soon a hurricane appears Building up from stormy seas Flooding waters drown my soul Sunshine comes with summer breeze Seasons come and seasons go So it is, with heartfelt pain Changing moods, the ups and downs Full of fun, then cry again Searching for some happiness Searching for some balance now Stop the search, then I might find That I possess it anyhow. Copyright © Sharon K. 2000 |
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click here: A. Sailor's Poetry Page |
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Most people work too hard at
life,
I don't know all the answers;
Perhaps if you would take the
time
You must learn to trust your
instincts;
Be sure to give your body
Don't be afraid to face your
past;
Copyright © Wayne & Jeanie Neighbors 1999 |
Another friend's response to Gopalan's words were these:
Happiness is never found by
searching
Balance is not kept by moving
Don't worry about these things
Relax and they will come
to you
Copyright ©Larry A. Tilander
2000
I love his poetry. It can be found at his homepages:
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and his Traditional Poetry
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