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The Dance of the Rain

Oh, the dance of our Sister!
First, over the hilltop she peeps stealthily
and her eyes are shy
and she laughs softly
From afar she begs with her one hand
her wrist-bands shimmering and her bead-work sparkling
softly she calls
She tells the wind about the dance
and she invites it, because the yard is spacious and the wedding large
The big game rush about the plains
they gather on the hilltop
their nostrils flared-up
and they swallow the wind
and they crouch to see her tracks in the sand
The small game, deep down under the floor, hear the rhythm of her feet
and they creep, come closer and sing softly
“Our Sister! Our Sister! You’ve come! You’ve come!”
and her bead-work shake,
and her copper wrist-bands shine in the disappearance of the sun
On her forehead, rests the eagle’s plume

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poem by Eugene Marais
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Earth Mother Wolf

The wolf she keens on hilltop high,
Howling her song to the moon.
The secret that she carries is nigh,
And she needs to share it soon.
But who will listen with good intent,
To the truth that she only knows
Will you or me, with our busy lives spent
Complaining of our woes?
The secret is carried down the years
And is ours to have and hold.
Could we truly hear with our inner ears,
And stride with spirit bold.
Putting ego to one side,
Feeling love so true and gold
Will we lift our faces to the wolf outside
Or leave her in the cold?
The choice is ours; twill ever be nigh
Will we waste the precious hours?
Will we hear the wolf on the hilltop high?
And let her secret be ours.

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poem by Rosi Caswell
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The Thought Therapy

biting cold on the hilltop
but warm within us
when we embraced
tight, too tight
and too

X told reaction of organic acids
Y told soul produces warm in union
Z told fire of passion between two sex organs

wind carried snow
snow covered our outer garments
we felt our kissing burns
top to nail
two body but
thought became one

X told love makes us senseless
Y told energy wastes huge than usual
Z told passion leads us even to self-elimination

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poem by Pranab K. Chakraborty
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The Threshold Stone

WHEN I went to live in the little house,
That stands on the hilltop alone,
What touched me most of all
Was neither roof nor wall,
But the smooth, worn face of its old threshold stone.
For when I entered that little house,
With its four rooms cool in the heat,
And its windows clean and bright,
There it lay, new-washed and white,
With its tale of the coming and the going of feet.
Then I lost count of time in that little house,
And the world and its things all about,
And I hearkened there, alone,
To the footfalls on that stone,
Of the young coming in and the old going out.
And the folk that had dwelt in that little house,
They were mute, spectre-mute, at my side —
The young man, strong and bold,
And the grey man, wise and old,
And the little, pinched woman and the new-made bride.

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poem by Roderic Quinn
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Dreams

By gregg allman
(c) 1970 & 1974 by no exit music co. inc.
Transcribed by jory kahn
Just one more mornin
I had to wake up with the blues
Pulled myself outta bed, yeah
Put on my walkin shoes,
Went up on the mountain,
To see what I could see,
The whole world was fallin,
Right down in front of me.
[chorus]
cause Im hung up on dreams Ill never see, yeah baby.
Ahh help me baby, or this will surely be the end of me, yeah.
Pull myself together, put on a new face,
Climb down off the hilltop, baby,
Get back in the race.
[chorus]
Pull myself together, put on a new face,
Climb down off the hilltop, baby,

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song performed by Allman Brothers Band
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Mansion Over The Hilltop

(words & music by ira stamphill)
Im satisfied with just a cottage below
A little silver and a little gold
But in that city where the ransomed will shine
I want a gold one thats silver lined
Ive got a mansion just over the hilltop
In that bright land where well never grow old
And some day yonder we will never more wander
But walk on streets that are purest gold
Dont think me poor or deserted or lonely
Im not discouraged Im heaven bound
Im but a pilgrim in search of the city
I want a mansion, a harp and a crown
Ive got a mansion just over the hilltop
In that bright land where well never grow old
And some day yonder we will never more wander
But walk on streets that are purest gold

song performed by Elvis Presley
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What I Miss About Heaven

Mama always said love is like heaven
Holdin' hands in church and prayin' together
Late night talks and morning walks
But I don't remember all that innocent stuff
What I can't forget is the feel of your touch
I guess I ain't no angel, but you gave me a reason to sing
To have you back in my life again, I would trade all silver rings
So forgive me for the cold hard truth
The only thing about heaven I miss is you
We run out of time and things to say
But I find any old excuse to make you stay
One little thing we did just right
Now it takes all night, to shake you from my memory,
I toss and turn in my empty bed, trying to break free
I guess I ain't no angel, but you gave me a reason to sing
To have you back in my life again, I would trade all silver rings
So forgive me for the cold hard truth
The only thing about heaven I miss is you
The only thing about heaven I miss is the backseat, summer night, hilltop kiss
I ain't ashamed to admit that this is the only thing I miss

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song performed by Lee Ann Womack
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I believe that my whole creative life stemmed from this magic hour under the stars on that hilltop.

quote by Ruth St. Denis
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A Fast Drizzle

A once solitary cloud
In the hot summer
A fast drizzle
No shadow
No rainbow
And far on the hilltop

Islamabad
15/4/2010

poem by Sadiqullah Khan
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Celebrating Silence

Celebrating Silence

Alone, alone on the wishful hilltop
Alone, alone on the longing beach
Alone, alone in the silvery garden
Listening to dreams…stealing hopes
Celebrating silence……

poem by Prasanna Kumari
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