Saturday, August 30, 2014

The Infinite By Michael Makowsky



The infinite knows neither bounds nor form,
Its whereabouts range from sky to worm;
The infinitesimal atom is home,
For the infinite has everywhere to roam.
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It dwells in the heart as eternal silence.
And for its secret it asks no recompense;
The inhabitant's soul is its resting place
where it occupies the room of limitless space.
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In the beginning it did not have an end;
Mathematicians found that it would not bend;
Someone once tried hard and gave it a name,
While Alice just called it all "a great big game."
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Chasing the Great white Rabbit beneath the sod,
Humans there discover the Impersonal God,
As an intuition that "all are the same",
Lo and behold-the feeding has no name!
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The infinite is like a beautiful peach,
Whose sweetness is far, far beyond speech.
O, we shall never ever know
From where it does come or where it does go.
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Saturday, August 2, 2014

Lunch (=Wu Yan =Wu Chan)

 



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Kids' playground, parents,
Happy meals, small toys, noises,
Sunday lunch, sandwiches.
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October weekend,
Movies with friends, good time spent,
popcorn, juice, laughter.
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Cell phone, text message,
Computer, online games,
Students, school, and homework!
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Principals, teachers,
Agendas, block schedules,
Teach and learn, God Bless!