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Fly far to the East for a very special stay
And get lost in the flow of the rich Sabah way
Smiles from all around will be a gift for your heart
All just for writing some poetry art
And basking in Malaysia as a prize would be nice
I just hope I can win for eating mango sticky rice
Five animals frolic in the flowing breeze
Jiang Nan's legacy rooted in all continents
Here, traveling dragons converge every summer
The Golden Bell continues to ring across the world
"Om"
I pay homage to all the great masters of the past and the present
As the dusk sinks into the depth,
the dawn rises, a new life's breath.
While stars slumber the day away,
the Sun sits upon its throne to stay.
Eon's of time drift by in such ways.
Titan forces strive to rise and fall,
known to many but remembered
none at all... sunken, sequestered.
As such history becomes forgotten
myth, pure eyes of the dragon insists
that dreams were once so boundless,
with potential for fantastical prowess.
Yet from the ashes will they so rise.
Reborn again from this path of ages.
Forged with the fires of trial sublime.
Beholden to them for such changes.
Those celestial powers by which fate
decides what birth of stars sanctified
our lives. Light flows in ecstatic state,
which multiplies our world's divide.
What tomorrow beholds is sung today,
the present, past, and future display
such potential for initiation supreme.
Ultimate Meaning of This Dream.
I awake to find my life has been
a dream where day to day I send
my hopes and faith into the void
so boundless, with all hearts joy.
From the depths I now rise again
to see the lights of the world sustain
my spirit toward such great heights.
Looking forward with rested eyes.
Vague forgotten notions of my slumber
persist, yet the power they held insists
upon my very soul today. A life so far
away, brought towards this new goal.
Dreams which were so brilliant,
the change is now instant...
"Night and Day"
by David Langford
Shaolin Wahnam USA
"Every morning you are born again. What you do today is the most important thing".
A million years gone by,
I watch the people,
I watch the earth and I watch the skies.
Born again and again but never in my rebirth have I seen the light
New is old and old is new
For as much I have searched the less I have found
Another million years gone by,
I know the light is getting dim,
the disattachment from you my sense growing strong,
for now nothing means anything,
for old is new and new is old,
I am for once agreed!
For yet another million years gone by,
I am still here but I see no more,
far am I from the thoughts and evils of man,
far am I from your reality,
I am now on the other side.
As old is new and new is old,
I claim listen but do not hear!
Millions and millions of years have now gone by but alas you haven’t known how far we've come.
Millions and millions of times away I stand,
I watch the people,
I watch the earth and I watch the skies...
Young boy wishes he were superman
How far I could fly
To see the world with my eagle eye
Momma let me tell you all that I know
If only I were all grown
Be still, my child
Young man dreams he was superman
Handsome, strong, and daring
If only she would notice me
I don’t want to be me, I want to be more
I want my name to be known throughout the world
Be still, my heart
Weary man dreams he was superman
Escape the ennui of my life
My job, my kids, my wife
How did it come to this, what happened to my dreams?
And now I haven’t fulfilled anything
Be still, my mind
Old man realizes he was super man
How far have I flown
All these years if only I had known
The joys and the pain, the highs and the low
It was the path not the goal that made me grow
My life was in my own hands
But that I dream makes me human
And here is my second poem--with inspiration from my boyfriend
There’s a goal in my mind and I know what I want
I just don’t have the change to pay up front
I’ve got a year and if I save
A little bit each day will go a long way
Save the penny from the 99c store
See if my boss will let me work more
Scrounge up nickels from the back of my couch
Score! Someone left a quarter lying about
I must be diligent, I must be brave
Not to spend money since my girlfriend will rage
No more dinners, no more drinks
She’s even threatened no bedroom hijinks
Customers throw some bucks in my tip jar
Only a few months now, I’m not far
The canned food has been worth it
Just gotta buckle down and endure it
It’s been eleven long months
And this contest caught my fancy
Wait, I’ve won a free course?
Well my girlfriend will be happy
As I sit here and watch the sky
Clouds, thoughts and moods passing by
I cannot help but notice
A smile on my face and in my heart.
Is this just the start?
So little time of practice
Such great result
Makes you feel like on a catapult
Grateful to masters present, past and future
For guidance, happiness and bliss
Dwells and grows like a steady stream
Of Flow- the Flow of love and divine kiss
Our beloved Grandmaster has made it very simple for us:
Don‘t worry,
don‘t intellectualize,
just enjoy your practice.
A treasure in our school never taught so far before,
Offered for those who are ready to develop even more
Ignorant a young disciple once was in his mind,
Not realizing that his master's instructions were incredibly kind
Not seeing a sense of what he was asked to perform,
Blinded by what he thought was considered to be the teaching norm
Painful the realization was indeed
When the master showed the fruits of his own's training seed
Being so lucky though to get another treasure, it’s sure,
The young disciple must have had good karma n a heart pure
This treasure covers the secrets of the famous Shaolin,
it was secretly kept and was not often seen
Graceful, powerful, soft and smart
The treasure shows how to overcome the brutal strength and the hard
Sound East and strike West,
the palm should reach the opponents chest
False or real, signal high, attack low, that is hard to see,
Successfully applied victorious a fighter always will be
Our Sifu carries this legacy, ready to share from heart to heart,
To receive the treasure at Bern's course one just must take part
"From formless to form, from form to formless"
26.08.17-28.08.17: Qi Gong Festival with 6 courses in Bern:
Qiflow-Triple Stretch Method-12 Sinewmetamorphisis-Bone Marrow Cleansing-Zen Mind in Qi Gong
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