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As you all sat around the campfire
I hope you kept me in mind
And thought to yourself
"Oh what a wonderful life."
But to be honest you probably
Didn't remember a lot
The morning after;
Just as you failed to recall
Your promises made to me before.

Roisin Sullivan

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I need someone who sees the fire in my eyes and wants to play with it.

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In wintertime
Trees secretly write
Green love letters
Every night - tiny messages
Curled up tight.

Trees write these letters
When our world turns cold
When hope seems lost
When they long to hold
Memories of autumn
Glittering gold

Spring fills trees
With joy and relief.
Out pop love letters
Leaf by leaf.

Amy Ludwig Vanderwater

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Look at the trees, look at the birds, look at the clouds, look at the stars-and if you have eyes you will be able to see that the whole existence is joyful.

Rajneesh

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You are the viola,
And I am your bow,
You are the mountains,
And I am your snow.

I am the song-sheet,
And you are my tune,
I am the night sky,
And you are my moon.

You are my true love,
The love of my life,
My best friend, my lover,
My soulmate, my wife.

Clive Blake

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Stars can't shine without darkness

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The sky and the sea
Both are vast, both are deep
Both  are brightly blue but sometimes grey
Both are source of making other's day

Hiding their pain, they make everyone smile
They are far away and can never meet
They care about each other though they are apart
They are symbols of peace with love in heart

Their laughter is flawless like water falls
Reasons for them are small like rain drops
They teach love and care to their mates
They absorb the tears and problems of other's fate

Their selfless company has no end
When sea is dry, it heavily rains
When the sky is sad the sea sings
They send love to each other on bird's wings

Anonymous

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Smell the sea and feel the sky. Let your soul and spirit fly.

Van Morrison

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I walk through the garden,
On this warm summer's day,
To smell the flowers,
That grandma raised.

In the middle,
Of this garden of gold,
Stood this one,
Single red stem rose,
The rose means so many things,
From the ones you receive on your wedding day,
To the one you get on Valentine's Day,
But this single rose standing here today,
Represents the love grandma gave.

From the love she gave,
When she planted it that day,
To the love she gave us,
Each and every day,
So when you pass this garden of gold,
Remember the love that this rose holds.

Lois E. Felder

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The ocean is everything I want to be. Beautiful, mysterious, wild, and free.

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Let the rain kiss you
Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops
Let the rain sing you a lullaby
The rain makes still pools on the sidewalk
The rain makes running pools in the gutter
The rain plays a little sleep song on our roof at night
And I love the rain.

Langston Hughes

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Life is like a maze you have to go through different things to get to where you want to be

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Fathomless Ocean
Struggling fishermen
Unexpected storms
And tossing boats.
Fishing Harbor mourns
And wait for the friends
Old ruined Lighthouse search their whereabouts.
In the breezy night
Ocean hides the top secret
And the waves hug the weeping beach as usual.

Nimal Dunuhinga

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Fire and water.
Fire and water, closer than we think.
We always think of fire
The destroyer, the demolisher.
We always think water
The life-bringer, the rebuilder
But, what about flash floods?
Rushing, raging taking all.
What about forest fires?
Spreading nutrients,
And maintaining habitats?
Also, without fire there is no passion
No love, no drive
But, without water no serenity,
no restraint, or peace
we need to keep balance in our lives
fire and water duality
kindness in our hearts
passion in our work
Fire and water.

Matt Daffern

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Keep a little fire burning; however small, however hidden.

Cormac McCarthy

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Nature is beautiful
nature is fun
love it or hate it
nature is something to love
nature is god's gift to us
Nature

Nature we love
wate and feed nature
Nature water's and feed's us
god gave us nature
we cant live with out it
nature makes us

i know nature
Nature is beautiful
Nature is about the earth
nature has flower; s and weed's
weed's or flower's nature is us
NATURE

kerri king

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Anyone who says sunshine brings happiness, has never danced in the rain.

Anonymous

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Many men go fishing all their lives without knowing it's not the fish they are after.

Henry David Thoureau

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Look deep into nature, and then you will understand everything better.

Albert Einstein

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Its very rarely I get to see nights like this.
Eyes clouded with skyline.
white,
cream,
white,
burnt,
         white,
                  cream
the lights in the distance go.
Some speck of green hides in their pattern.
It's not its fault.
Just like it isn't the stars fault they've died.
I can only see there souls from here,
or now,
as it may be.
The branches reach up to cloud its blackened border.
Brittle vines reaching finger like,
grasping at the hovering skyline.
I forgive you.
Forgive existence;
but who am I.
A drunken juggler on the brink of the cities concrete shore;
contemplating the soaring skyline sparkling in the distance.

Lee

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Admired. Required to perform.
Feathers of turquoise and purple bruise my stage name.
Belladonna.
Blooming eggplant bright and dewy.
Eyes dance and twinkle only for you.
Indulge me my pet. Sharpen your knife.
I feel like blood tonight.
Tight smiles wreathed in crimson.
Waiting. Waiting for release.
Tear me open.
Burn me down.
Blow me away.

Wanderer

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Hope rises like a phoenix from the ashes of shattered dreams.

S.A. Sachs

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Me, very fishy, unable to understand water
Move about in search of an answer

They say water, water everywhere
But what is water they don’t say

Where is water, I don’t see, don’t feel
I move all right, so what?

Water, water everywhere
I don’t drink a drop

Let me ask the giant fish
The grand sire, who knows better

And he tells without water
You can live not a moment …

Raveendran N.V.

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Pluck this little flower and take it, delay not! I fear lest it
droop and drop into the dust.

I may not find a place in thy garland, but honour it with a touch of
pain from thy hand and pluck it. I fear lest the day end before I am
aware, and the time of offering go by.

Though its colour be not deep and its smell be faint, use this flower
in thy service and pluck it while there is time.

Rabindranath Tagore

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Flowers grow back, even after they are stepped on. So will I.

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Fish without water die just as much as we can't live without true friends.

Anonymous

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In the other gardens
An all up the vale,
From the Autumn bonfires
See the smoke trail!

Pleasant summer over
And all the summer flowers,
The red fire blazes,

The grey smoke towers.

Sing a song of seasons!
Something bright in all!
Flowers in the summer,
Fires in the fall!

Robert Louis Stevenson

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The sky touches the city
As the sun goes away

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Let the fire burn the sadness inside us

Unknown

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I laid on a dune, I looked at the sky.
And saw the clouds passing by.

The Moon was peeping through the clouds.
To me it seemed so fake; like a plastic in a vase !

But if I had a mind,
I could write about Pluto, Jupiter and Mars.

I could folio on a rainbow from Venus,
and have breakfast with stars.

Or I could spin the galaxies,
And play pinball with them.

But, I felt so helpless and small;
'Immense', that is what I could say in all !

Rijul Chauhan

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A rose is a rose,
No matter where it grows.
Some saw thorns,
Beauty some chose.
Criticized by some,
Valued by loads;
People's opinions,
You can't change them by force.
Perfection is desired,
Even if it's freestyle prose!
Our lives might be cumbersome,
Let's accept the challenges they pose;
There's a bit of stardust in us all,
No matter hellish situations might come how close,
because, a rose is a rose.

Roopali

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The hardest thing in Life is to know which bridge to cross and whitch to burn.t

Anonymous

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Fair river! in thy bright, clear flow
Of crystal, wandering water,
Thou art an emblem of the glow
Of beauty- the unhidden heart-
The playful maziness of art
In old Alberto's daughter;

But when within thy wave she looks-
Which glistens then, and trembles-
Why, then, the prettiest of brooks
Her worshipper resembles;
For in his heart, as in thy stream,
Her image deeply lies-
His heart which trembles at the beam
Of her soul-searching eyes.

Edgar Allan Poe

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Once you have tasted the taste of sky you will forever look up.

Leonardo Da Vinci

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We can complain because rose bushes have thorns, or rejoice because thorn bushes have roses.

Abraham Lincoln

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A river cuts through rock, not because of its power, but because of its persistence.

Jim Watkins

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Fire, constructively destructive
Fire, destructively constructive
Fire, living death
Fire, dying life

The element of fire
Constructive, destructive
The bright light of fire
The slight of fire
The all consuming fire

Does not exist
In its natural form

Exists by consuming
Another form
It transforms from one
Form to another form

Fuels our passion
Leaves everything ashen
Duels the darkness

Anand Dixit

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Look a littleness closer
In those delicate eyes
Her heart’s a wild
Creature and her
Soul’s on fire.

N. R. Hart

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This life that we call our own
Is neither strong nor free;
A flame in the wind of death,
It trembles ceaselessly.

And this is all we can do
To use our little light
Before, in the piercing wind,

It flickers into night:

To yield the heat of the flame,
To grudge not, but to give
Whatever we have of strength,
That one more flame may live.

Dorothea Mackellar

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I don’t rise from the ashes,
I make them.
I’m the whole
Freaking fire.

Erin Van Vuren

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Once I watched your eyes
As you gazed at the skys
Huge white and grey clouds against blue.
Then the clouds in the skies
Passed over me , through your eyes
And all else became shadowed - but you.

William D. White

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When they ask you why you love
The rain, the ocean, the river,
Tell them
it is because
unlike the people
who should have
loved you better,
the water was never afraid
to touch you;
even when you were
at your most damaged
and broken.

Nikita Gill

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Rivers know this: There is no hurry. We shall get there someday.

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The clouds - The only birds that never sleep

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This tree
Is not only a tree
It is a friendly tree,
That it's always watching over you.
This tree
Is not only a tree
It is a magical tree.
That makes miracles happen,

Hopes became realities,
And "nevers" become "alwayses".
This tree
Is not only a tree,
It is where everything started.
It is the tree of life.

Mia Ocean

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The sky has changed
From orange
To a hundred
shades of pink
To a dark
navy blue
And here I am
still loving
you.

Anonymous

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Of all the books in the world, the best stories are found between the pages of a passport.

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A withered flower you will find,
A symbol of your dying love.
It had lost all it's beauty,
That was sent from the above.

If you can nurse it back to life,
Unlock it's beauty with a key.
Will your love return again,

And find it's way back to me.

Adam McKim

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A river flows through every life
Sometimes calm, sometimes fierce,
Carrying spring pollen
The autumn leaves
From a source
   before time
Into a sea
   without time

Steve Kaye

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Shall we gather at the river,
Where bright angel feet have trod,
With its cristal tide for ever flowing
by the throne of the God?
Gather at the river!
Yes, we'll gather at the river,
The beautiful, the beautiful river,
Yes well gather at the river

that flows by the throne of God.
Shall we gather? Shall we gather at the river?

Robert Wadsworth Lowry

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Last night I had a dream
I built a castle
    an put you in it.
    But you grew wings
    and flew away
and my castle crumbled.
The next day
you returned
   and sat amongst the ruins
and told me a secret
   of why bird must fly
and so
   I built you
a castle in the sky.

Atticus

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I gaze into the heart, lowly it may be,
Though the words be higher still.
For the heart is all the substance,
The speech an accident.
How many phrases will you speak,
Too many for me.
How much burning, burning will you feel,
Be friendly with the fire, enough for me.

Light up the fire of love inside,
And blaze the thoughts away.

Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi

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There is another sky,
ever serene and fair,
and there is another sunshine,
though it be darkness there;
never mind faded forests, Austin,
never mind silent fields -
here is a little forest,
whose leaf is ever green;

Here is a brighter garden,
where not a frost has been;
 in its unfading flowers
I hear the bright bee hum:
Prithee, my brother,
into my garden come!

Emily Dickinson

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In this pool
left by the tide
I seek a new shell
a safe place to hide

I'll borrow a house
just right for me --
periwinkle , moonsnail,
are you empty?

I run my claw
outside and in,
roll it over, go for a spin --
try on for size, my prize!

Backwards,
inside I'll creep,
safe from danger,
sleep.

Lyn Littlefield Hoopes

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Gather wood and stack it up in a pile
it will be a roaring blaze in a little while
stack small twigs first into a cone
make sure they are dry as a bone

Some lighter fluid and a match
if you did it right it will catch
fuel ignites with a whoosh
similar sound as a basketball swoosh

Anonymous

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And what do
The flower buds
Pushing up from
The broken earth
Say about you?

We break
To go

Pavana

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The flower doesn't dream of the bee. It blossoms and the bee comes.

Mark Nepo

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Life looks better under water

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The fire is the main comfort of the camp, whether in summer or winter

Henry David Thorean

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The ocean is everything that I want to be.
Beautiful, mysterious, wild and free

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The wind plays with my air as the rising sun greets me ,and the clouds move softly through the gentle morning sky.

Christy Ann Martine

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There's a patch of old snow in a corner
That I should have guessed
Was a blow-away paper the rain
Had brought to rest.

It is speckled with grime as if
Small print overspread it,
The news of a day I've forgotten --

If I ever read it .

Robert Frost

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I think that I shall never see
A poem as lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth's sweet flowing breast.

Joyce Kilmer

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Are you a beast of field and tree,
Or just a stronger child than me?
O wind, a blowing all day long,
O wind, that sings so loud a song!

Robert Louis Stevenson

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His soul burns so brightly
I fear I'll catch fire
Ignited by passion
consumed by his light
I risk losing myself
in the flames of lust, burning into the night.

Christy Ann Martine

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Inside the river are
the sky, the cloud and the sun.
In my hand's bowl is the river.

Mamta G. Sagar

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Our love was like fireworks on the fourth of July.

Exploding quickly, casting colors in the nighttime sky.

A. Bentley

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The songs of the earth write the music of my soul.

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All the birds have flown up and gone
A lonely cloud floats leisurely by
We never tire of looking at each other -
The mountain and I

Li Po

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The waves are twisting and turning
Churning and werling
The little boat sways from side to side
And all the fish, have gone to hide
The lightning crashes on to the shores behind
When will the weather, be as much as kind?
But oh!
The waves stop clashing!

Jamie Parker

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Some say the world would end in fire
Some say in ice
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire
But if it had to perish twice
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great

And would suffice.

Robert Frost

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The fire burns the trees and the life inside them goes away with it

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The snow falls and the sky opens

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When the skies open up the sun shines through

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Time is like a river.
You cannot touch the same water twice because the flow that has passed will never pass again. So enjoy every moment of your life.

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I always believe that the sky is the beginning of the limit

MC Hammer

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Snow falling soundlessly in the middle of the night will always fill my heart with sweet clarity

Novala Takemoto

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Keep a little fire burning
However small, however hidden

Cormac McCarthy

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I decided to fly through the air and live in the sunlight and enjoy life as much as I could.

Evel Knievel

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Sit in reverie and watch the changing color of the waves that break upon the idle seashore of the mind.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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“But he who dares not grasp the thorn, should never crave the rose.”

Anne Brontë

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"The sky broke like an egg into full sunset and the water caught fire."

Pamela Hansford Johnson

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There’s always some kind of magic in the nature. Sometimes it’s in the flowers that grow in a wall other times it’s in the big gardens that exist in the city.

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“As soon go kindle fire with snow, as seek to quench the fire of love with words. “

William Shakespeare

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"The sea, once it casts its spell, holds one in its net of wonder forever"