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I have made up my mind
to live to be 100
and not be afraid of thunder.

I will walk a mile every day
to make sure I'm healthy in every way.

I hear if you eat healthy
you can become wealthy.

So I see my doctor twice a year
so that now I have no fear.

I apply my make up every day
and dress neatly in every way.

I clean my house with much zest
that it surely will be the best.

So now that I have decided
to live to be 100
I am so excited.

March winds,
Bring to our gardens exotic blends
Of refuse rescued from the neighbor's trash,
Bits of litter that hide under bushes
Fertilizing, with their strange poisons,
The early roses of spring.

Bring April showers,
That bring out of their secret bowers
Swift bolts of energy that crash
Into the sea's immortal depths
Driving onto its baron shore
The gold finned piranhas of night.

That bring May flowers.
Which, in the early morning hours,
Are plowed under by monsoon showers.
That suggest the power to quench dawn's light
Comes through the use of material force,
On the physical bodies of sun worshipers.

On the first day of Ayyam-I-Ha,
I gave my true love,
The good news of Baha'u'llah.

On the second day of Ayyam-I-Ha,
I gave my true love,
A cloth bound Kitab-I-Iqan,
And the good news of Baha'u'llah.

On the third day of Ayyam-I-Ha,
I gave my true love,
A white stone with the Greatest Name,
A cloth bound Kitab-I-Iqan,
And the good news of Baha'u'llah.

On the fourth day of Ayyam-I-Ha,
I gave my true love,
A blue prayer book,
A white stone with the Greatest Name,
A cloth bound Kitab-I-Iqan,
And the good news of Baha'u'llah.

On the fifth day of Ayyam-I-Ha,
I gave my true love,
A gold bound Kitab-I-Aqdas,
A blue prayer book,
A white stone with the Greatest Name,
A cloth bound Kitab-I-Iqan,
And the good news of Baha'u'llah.

CHORUS
My name is Abdul-Baha my qualification is Abdul-Baha
My reality is Abdul-Baha, My praise is Abdul-Baha
VERSE
Thraldom to the blessed perfection is my glorious and refulgent diadem
And servitude to all the human race is my perpetual religion
CHORUS
My name is Abdul-Baha my qualification is Abdul-Baha
My reality is Abdul-Baha , My praise is Abdul-Baha
VERSE
No name, no title mention no commendation hath I nor will ever have except Abdul-Baha
CHORUS
My name is Abdul-Baha my qualification is Abdul-Baha
My reality is Abdul-Baha, My praise is Abdul-Baha
VERSE
This is my longing this is my greatest yearning, this is my eternal life
This is my everlasting glory
CHORUS
My name is Abdul-Baha my qualification is Abdul-Baha
My reality is Abdul-Baha, My praise is Abdul-Baha

Oh, Thou Lamp of the Remembrance of God,
Thou who ignited
the Letters of the Living2
with the flame of God's love.

OH, Though Light of Divine Guidance,
Thank you,
for the inspiration
I receive
from the prayers you revealed.

O Primal Point, did stellar dust generate
New stars at Thy nativity? Radiant
Stars shining brightly within their stellar
Nurseries. Thine own companions shining.

O Gate of God, the darkness of dogma's night
Thy rising light did scatter, send scurrying.
Thy brightly shining star did waken
Out of a dreamless sleep men of wisdom.

You, who are on the road,
Must have a code
That you can live by.
And so become yourself
Because the past is just a goodbye.

Teach your children well.
Their father's hell
Did slowly go by.
And feed them on your dreams.
The one they pick's the one you'll know by.

Don't you ever ask them, "Why?"
If they told you, you would cry.
So, just look at them and sigh,
And know they love you.

[Verse in the background:]
Can you hear and do you care
And can't you see
We must be free
To teach your children
What you believe in,
Make a world that we can live in?

And you, of tender years,
Can't know the fears
That your elders grew by.
And so please help them with your youth.
They seek the truth
Before they can die.

Teach your parents well.
Their children's hell
Will slowly go by.
And feed them on your dreams.
The one they pick's the one you'll know by.

Don't you ever ask them, "Why?"
If they told you, you would cry.
So, just look at them and sigh
And know they love you.

"The essence of all that We have revealed for thee is Justice, is for man to free himself from idle fancy and imitation, discern with the eye of oneness His glorious handiwork, and look into all things with a searching eye."

This land is your land and this land is my land
From California to the New York island
From the redwood forest to the Gulf Stream waters
This land was made for you and me

As I went walking that ribbon of highway
I saw above me that endless skyway
Saw below me that golden valley
This land was made for you and me

I roamed and rambled and I've followed my footsteps
To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts
All around me a voice was sounding
This land was made for you and me

When the sun come shining, then I was strolling
And the wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling
The voice was chanting as the fog was lifting
This land was made for you and me

This land is your land and this land is my land
From California to the New York island
From the redwood forest to the Gulf Stream waters
This land was made for you and me

When the sun come shining, then I was strolling
And the wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling
The voice come a-chanting and the fog was lifting
This land was made for you and me

Come gather around people, wherever you roam
And admit that the waters around you have grown
And accept it that soon you'll be drenched to the bone
If your time to you is worth savin'
Then you better start swimmin' or you'll sink like a stone
For the times they are a-changin'
Come writers and critics, who prophesize with your pen
And keep your eyes wide, the chance won't come again
And don't speak too soon, for the wheel's still in spin
And there's no tellin' who that it's namin'
For the loser now will be later to win

For the times they are a-changin'
Come senators, congressmen, please heed the call
Don't stand in the doorway, don't block up the hall
For he that gets hurt will be he who has stalled
The battle outside ragin'
Will soon shake your windows and rattle your walls
For the times they are a-changin'
Come mothers and fathers throughout the land
And don't criticize what you can't understand
Your sons and your daughters are beyond your command

Your old road is rapidly aging

Please get out of the new one if you can't lend your hand
For the times they are a-changin'
The line it is drawn, the curse it is cast
The slow one now will later be fast
As the present now will later be past
The order is rapidly fadin'
And the first one now will later be last
For the times they are a-changin'

Way out in the land of the setting sun,
Where the wind blows wild and free,
There's a lovely spot, just the only one
That means home sweet home to me.
If you follow the old Kit Carson trail,
Until desert meets the hills,
Oh you certainly will agree with me,
It's the place of a thousand thrills.

Home means Nevada
Home means the hills,
Home means the sage and the pine.
Out by the Truckee, silvery rills,
Out where the sun always shines,
Here is the land which I love the best,
Fairer than all I can see.
Deep in the heart of the golden west
Home means Nevada to me.

Whenever the sun at the close of day,
Colors all the western sky,
Oh my heart returns to the desert grey
And the mountains tow'ring high.
Where the moon beams play in shadowed glen,
With the spotted fawn and doe,
All the live long night until morning light,
Is the loveliest place I know.

Home means Nevada
Home means the hills,
Home means the sage and the pines.
Out by the Truckee's silvery rills,
Out where the sun always shines,
There is the land that I love the best,
Fairer than all I can see.
Right in the heart of the golden west
Home means Nevada to me.

“O SON OF JUSTICE! Whither can a lover go but to the land of his beloved? and what seeker findeth rest away from his heart’s desire? To the true lover reunion is life, and separation is death. His breast is void of patience and his heart hath no peace. A myriad lives he would forsake to hasten to the abode of his beloved.”

In a bombed out room in Belfast
A young boy is crying
He's alone and he don't understand
How the teachings of one book
Built on love and understanding
Could cause the hurt and killing in his land

In an old part of Jerusalem
Two children are playing
They run and laugh
The way it's meant to be
But one will wear the star and one will wear the crescent
And they'll grow up and change from friends to enemies

But we are one
Flowers of one garden
We're one the leaves of one tree
Let the walls come down
And stand here together
We are one family

In a Pakistani village
A young boy on crutches
Takes a fall
And lies helplessly there
And he holds out his hand
But no one will take it
They won't touch him
Or the clothes that he wears

On a side street in Selma
A black child is sitting
In a squad car
Protected from the whites
'Cause they're burning a cross
To send her a message
And you can see
The fear in her eyes

But we are one
Flowers of one garden
We're one the leaves of one tree
Let the walls come down
And stand here together
We are one family

Ponder in our hearts
How we were all created
From the same dust
And searching we will find
That spirit of the age
Has come to find us
To find us

But we are one
Flowers of one garden
We're one the leaves of one tree
Let the walls come down
And stand here together
We are one family

"The utterance of God is a lamp, whose light is these words: Ye are the fruits of one tree, and the leaves of one branch. Deal ye one with another with the utmost love and harmony, with friendliness and fellowship. He Who is the Daystar of Truth beareth Me witness! So powerful is the light of unity that it can illuminate the whole earth. The one true God, He Who knoweth all things, Himself testifieth to the truth of these words."

Grab your coat and get your hat
Leave your worry on the doorstep
Just direct your feet
To the sunny side of the street

Can't you hear a pitterpat?
And that happy tune is your step
Life can be so sweet
On the sunny side of the street

I used to walk in the shade
With those blues on parade
But I'm not afraid
This rover crossed over

If I never have a cent
I'll be rich as Rockefeller
Gold dust at my feet
On the sunny side of the street

If you see your brother standing by the road
With a heavy load from the seeds he's sowed
And if you see your sister falling by the way
Just stop and say "You're going the wrong way"

You got to try a little kindness, yes show a little kindness
Just shine your light for everyone to see
And if you try a little kindness then you'll overlook the blindness
Of narrow-minded people on the narrow-minded streets

Don't walk around the down and out
Lend a helping hand instead of doubt
And the kindness that you show every day
Will help someone along their way

You got to try a little kindness, yes show a little kindness
Just shine your light for everyone to see
And if you try a little kindness, then you'll overlook the blindness
Of narrow-minded people on the narrow-minded streets

You got to try a little kindness, yes show a little kindness
Just shine your light for everyone to see
And if you try a little kindness then you'll overlook the blindness
Of narrow-minded people on the narrow-minded streets

5 DAY TRUTH or FICTION BLOGGING CHALLENGE
Blog Prompt for Day 5 - Tell us about your earliest memory of finding romantic love or a story of how a romancing lover finds you.