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ISBN978-5-0050-9490-2

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Astoiczeal


		Be your lifes grateful Master,
		Nourish afluffy cluster.
		Day byday and drop bydrop
		Youll receive acosy crop.

		Let apioneeringthaw
		Be your mentalityslaw.
		Let your belief, passion andzeal
		Be your motivating meal.

		Have inside yourself aspark
		Even when its cold and dark,
		Always have astoic zeal,
		Dont let anything it kill.




Existence


Is patience auseful quality?

It depends on your reality.

You should know your existences main goal:

It will help you not tobe aweak ball.



You should be patient, active and strong,

When you raise up for your lifes fruitful song,

But its useless tosuffer andhope

That the same seeds will bring another crop.



You can feed your meaningful existence.

Not everything depends on persistence:

There is also afortune, fate,

No matter you cherish it or hate.



Everyone has his lifes subjective vision,

But only the Earth knows your mission,

It leads everybody along hisway,

From his very first tovery lastday.



There is no reason tobother:

The Earth is just like our mother.

Trust her.People, signs, chances are her speach,

This is how Mums care, love, teach.




Aftertaste


Become Aesculapis ofyour lifes atavism,

Learn yourself tosee the world without albugo,

Forget forever your anxiety and alarmism,

Remember that everything has precious lanugo.



Have an appollonian mind, escape prejudice,

Be impressed bythe world like you were atyros, acalves,

Make your spirit be white coloured as afresh rice,

Nothing do not at the aerobatics, byhalves.



Give people after your life superlative aftertaste,

It should be ebulient, indomitable, bon-deep,

Make your name never become forbidden, erased,

Realize your destination, never give up or creep.




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Alittle bird toldme


Alittle bird told me once upon atime,

Ilistened toher with all ears,

Ithought her speehs worthy and itd be acrime

Not toremember it for years.



She told whether it comes rain or shine

Dont be little frog ofsociety,

Toface the musics your mission and mine,

Stem the tide, surprise reality.



Dont you ever scratch the surface

And you will hit upon the meanings,

Youll discover unforgettable space,

And it will touch and thrill your feelings.



Escape unuseful, rigid red tapes,

They make slow, destroy your progress,

Always give everything your own shapes,

Surprise humanity and impress.



Try tolive inaconstant flow,

Dont be indifferent, rigid, dead,

Dont make anything for ashow,

Remember the words which the bird said.




Icherish


Iadmire monkeys birthdays, aroma ofrain,

Lilac, cornflowers, buds and japanese cherry tree,

Istare out the world with wide-opened eyes, brain,

Thats why Im curious, enthusiastic as abee.



Icherish the music that have ahome withinme,

Gentle voices ofpeople Iappreciate, adore and breathe,

Their eyes are like sincere embrace, firehood, hottea,

These impressions Icollect, foster and save underneath.



Ienjoy the moments when Ithrow happy tears,

Ilike toinnovate my independent, self-made peace,

Itry tobe graceful, flexible, natural as deers,

Ihave todo so much and there is no time tomiss.




People are changes


People are unpredictable changes,

The providence knows what are your needs

It sends toyou special strangers,

It knows what will be the seeds.



You get ready for these meetings,

They always come just inright time,

They are like the heaven greetings,

Doubt inprovidence is crime.



No one can escape these strangers,

They are your missions guides,

They destroy your inner cages,

Help tounlock your deepest sides.




 


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Do not ask agrasshopper tobe abear


Every person has his role inyour scenes,

He comes intime just todo what he should,

And later we know what this sign means,

And why somebody hadnt done what he could.



We should not require for somethingmore

Than he gives us, we should be glad withit,

As he must lead exactly tothis door,

Another needs another creaturesfit.



Dont ask grasshopper tobe abear,

Adolphin tobe aflamingo-

You will more often live without despair

You will go where you shouldgo







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ThanksgivingDay


Daily should be aThanksgivingDay,

You should be glad with your lifes NewAge,

All garbage dies, and yours always stay,

Destroy mental cage, draw your own page.



You were born as bud offorget-me-not,

So lets flower, be yourair,

Give sun when its cold, water when itshot,

Save your best with your blossomshair.







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RealLove


Real Loves Miss Understanding,

She doesn t think only ofherself,

She respects other persons shining,

She doesn t put everyone on one shelf.



Real Love never fades away,

She forgives all troubles, imperfections,

But if you offend her, betray

Love has tochange her old reactions.



Someone can say that it isntLove

If aperson cant forgive pain,

But he should respect his soulsdove

And try tostop this tears rain.



Real Love never makes you blue,

So if someone hurts your dove,

He doesnt love you, it is aclue,

And you shouldnt give him patience, love.



Real Love is aspecial connection

Oftwo. And their love is fair,

But its afake, kind ofaddiction,

If love turns into despair.



Someone never meets this true feeling,

Some person has tomake itdie,

As his love doesnt have ameaning

For human who hurts withoutwhy




Mission


The only important thing is your mission,

And whatever happens leads you toit,

Its hard touncover signs definition,

But daily you grow your missions seed.



People worry about future, past,

But Iknow noone can play your part,

You on your mission from first day tothe last,

And its something thats impossible tocut.



If someone should play some part inyour mission,

Hell make it some day, nothing can stophim,

And its not just anaive superstition,

Its aprovidences wise thoughtful scheme.



Everyone and everything comes on time,

Thats why you have nothing toloose inlife,

Youll create your own history, your rhyme,

So, trust your mission, stop internal strife.




  


    

    

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