At last Green Dragon soars in the cloudy air;
White Tiger scours thru the deep mountains
From slope to slope; the union of Black Turtle
And Dark Snake is made on the very bed
Of the blue ocean. As for elusive Red Bird,
It beats the wings, flying far and far off.
Though the scheme of these four
Symbolical critters is laconic and simple,
There are so many fine details and
In-depth insights to be released through
Inquisitive mind. The evils are far away,
And they are not allowed to approach
To the sacred place called 'sanctum'
Placed deeply inside the human heart.
I have a dream, but I have no idea
How to make it be duly implemented.
Let my dream be continued long-long
To find at last a clue to all my wrongs.
As your poem suggests, we have dreams we wish had never taken place, and those that we hope, and sometimes trust, are precursors to some aspect of reality yet to come. Your last stanza sums up the dream world and its options quiet well.
A guide and challenge to Christians who want to live a life of true discipleship. It explains why worship is fundamental and how a life of true worship transforms one to Christ-likeness.
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Poetry. Various urgent, lively, and sometimes haunting poems appear here alongside stark black and white photos of Jones' homeless subjects. Jones takes on the plight of the homeless in different voices, echoing the thoughts of people on the streets,