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Ocean Of Peace

Bhagaban Shiva’s shrine is an Ocean of peace;
Devotees assemble on the Shrine, derive God’s Bliss.
Bhagavana attracts women and men devotees;
He is the Eternal Peace, a brook of delight.

Deva Deva Mahadeva loves all creatures;
He contents all innocent creatures’ desires.
The Shrine smiles with Natural Beauty;
Bhaktas enchant on the Shrine with gaiety.

Devotees chant Bhagvan’s name delightfully;
Chaste women pray Maheswar gaily.
The Shrine is endowed with fragrant flowers;
Bhagavana showers Divine bliss on all creatures.

Bhagavana attracts the distant devotees;
He is the Deity of Deities, the Supreme Soul, the Almighty.
Bhagavana’s Shrine smiles in the lap of Nature;
The Shrine magnifies the beauty of the creator.

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poem by Vavroovahana Patra
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Sage

Silver sage herbs,
An Albino peacock among greens.
What a humbling sight!

poem by Deva De Silva
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Peonies

Pink peonies petals scattered
They Lay forlorn, felled by spring rain
How closely-knit they seemed yesterday!

poem by Deva De Silva
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Alphabet Wars

many letters escape
many are found
may there be harmony

in the alphabet
oh no XYZ are protesting
being always listed last

yes Deva letter Vowels
keep stealing spotlight
Consonants are angry

poem by Terence George Craddock
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A Robin

Oh, silly robin!
Worms squirm merrily
Beneath three snow feet.

Sharpen your beak
Get in there digging
They flourish indeed
Beneath three snow feet.

Fluff up your feathers
Brace the cold weather
They're naive of your presence
Beneath three snow feet.

poem by Deva De Silva
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A Stone Birdbath!

A stone birdbath overflowing with snow,
Under an arch of ivy vine
Bright green leaves are long gone
A stone birdbath overflowing with snow!
A bemused bird hovering over–not know
It used to take its fill – devine
A stone birdbath overflowing with snow
Under an arch of ivy branches!

poem by Deva De Silva
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A Rescue

The stonewall and the brook
A disfigured snow mound
Reborn in my thoughts!

Moss covered rocky beds
Garland the silent stream
A black stroke of an artist’s brush!

A sparrow shrugs off snowflakes
Perched on its basin
Of a snow cone birdbath!

Daffodil and tulip bulbs
Yearning to shoot their leaf buds
Await the winter’s passing!

Trees, bushes, and all life forms
Erased by snow whitening
Sunrays to the rescue!

poem by Deva De Silva
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A Waiting

A green patch of growth
Raved in Dandelion yellow
Sway to the rhythm of wind
Under an old willow

Out of place it lurks
A muddy pond man-made
Where a lone duck sun bathes
In its weed laden banks-narrow

A concrete wall cage them in
A smiling face splattered on it
Black eyed and red lipped
Outside my window

At my honey oak desk I sit
Surrounded by paper rustling
Wallowing it all, idling
Impatiently, waiting till four!

poem by Deva De Silva
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Ingenious Devices

one of our greatest tragedies
things are loved more than human souls
in lust allure material minds

we are sold the lie that the latest
hand phone, i-pod, tablet, gadget,
is life critical must have magnet

mere fleet fading fashion trends
hoola hoop, pet rocks, BlackBerry smartphones
in sold fashion mists yuppy roams

fashions are of more value than floods famines
more important than feeding starving millions
more important than icons deva loosing status

poem by Terence George Craddock
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To Lady Eleanor Butler and the Honourable Miss Ponsonby,

A stream to mingle with your favorite Dee
Along the Vale of Meditation flows;
So styled by those fierce Britons, pleased to see
In Nature's face the expression of repose,
Or, haply there some pious Hermit chose
To live and die -- the peace of Heaven his aim,
To whome the wild sequestered region owes
At this late day, its sanctifying name.
Glyn Cafaillgaroch, in the Cambrian tongue,
In ourse the Vale of Friendship, let this spot
Be nam'd, where faithful to a low roof'd Cot
On Deva's banks, ye have abode so long,
Sisters in love, a love allowed to climb
Ev'n on this earth, above the reach of time.

poem by William Wordsworth
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