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Quote: "Love speaks for Romance, Love speaks more for Compassion." Poem excerpt & art: "Soldier’s Engagement Ring"

Soldier’s Engagement Ring
by LuCxeed
I’ll be gone to the battlefield
Don’t cry, my darling
Just return to me our engagement ring
I’ll be gone to the battlefield
Don’t wait for me long, my darling
Just hand me our engagement ring
Remember me yet you’re free
I’ll ever hold the pair of rings
To my heart as I’m holding you now, my darling
I’ll be gone to the battlefield
Don’t cry. Don’t cry, my darling
Just return to me our engagement ring
From pages 53 & 54 of the book: Love’s Footsteps ~ dedicated to a Bridge for Wisdom to Walk on
"We are guests to Earth by chance /we own nothing since birth till death /but owing much to Earth /who provides us..." ~ LuCxeed

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Guest to Earth by Chance
by LuCxeed

We are guests to Earth by chance
we own nothing since birth till death
but owing much to Universe
to Nature, to Majesty beyond
to Earth
who provide us wealth
air & soil, water & land, food & clothes
we are transient guests
guest by chance to Earth
to whom we’re indebted
isn’t it indubitably simple
isn’t it evidently true
as trees are green
the sky blue
Nature, Universe
Majesty beyond
and Earth
have my worship
as well theirs, those beloved
who lived with generosity, with love
as their once being Earth’s guests
(unquote)
Video: Give Birth to Tomorrow - Poem Excerpt from "Honor of Mother" by LuCxeed
Happy Mother's Day to mothers and mothers-would-be everywhere!
"Mother is such a miraculous honor.
Give life to a child. Give birth to Tomorrow.
Nurture a seed into a tree, upright.
Nurture a wholesome soul into a future hero.
Honor of honors,
as an extraordinary mother."
Excerpt from a poem in the poetry book with art "Love's Footsteps ~ dedicated to a Bridge for Wisdom to Walk on" by LuCxeed, www.loves-footsteps.com.
*music by Koen Paulissen
"Is Past a past or a ghost?"

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Excerpt from Off the Train of Morrow
by LuCxeed
Is Past a past
or a ghost?
Mind of Time, haunted,
disturbed, confused,
cannot think, nor rest...
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From the book: Love’s Footsteps ~ dedicated to a Bridge for Wisdom to Walk on











