Flowers of Love (Final Tribute To Magnificent Di)
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(Treasures 2-4)
!!!M-O-T-I-O-N-L-E-S-S!!!
'When I lay down Dead.'
When and how shall it be?
Where and why shall it be?
Alas! Alas! Alas!
In a split of a second it shall be...
This humble writing is dedicated to myself
And, to all who are waiting for this moment of
Their last breath of life
'Death,' including you.
Motionless! Motionless! Motionless!
When and where shall it be?
It must always be someone else...
Who must die, not us, me or you.
The reality is, that someone we think must die...
Is unfortunately us, me or you.
Motionless! Motionless! Motionless!
What an unpleasant subject to hear or talk about?
What is death, is answer to what is life, and
What is life, is a change, from the unknown
To the known and back to the unknown, at death...
Where and what is the unknown?
Lies within the great secret of nature...!
Oh, death! Ohh, Ohhh, death!
How just and honorable
Do you strike alike?
You strike the old and the young!
You strike the rich and the poor!
You strike the king and the serve!
You struck then, and you strike now!
Oh, how patiently, am I waiting
My moment of strike?
It must come when it must come...
When?
I will not know, is a reality that it must come.
How many have lived and died?
How many are living to die?
How many are yet to be born to live
And to die, and why?
A simple thought of it...
Makes one wonder...
A great question, why life at all?
You may wonder why I question so much ...
What could happen to my dearest life
At the thin line or air, separating the two...
Extreme dimensions of reality of life and death?
Why must I have to die and why should you...?
Again, why others died?
That answer could only be found in
Why others lived, why we are living
And why they shall live! ?
Motionless! Motionless! Motionless!
When and where shall it be?
I lay motionless! Motionless in state...!
Where?
I don't even know...
Alas! Alas! Alas!
There comes long lines with loved ones
Walking, passing, my motionless body...
To see me for the last time
Till eternity...!
They pass in great sorrow, anxiety, fear and in tears
Reflecting their own uncertainty
About phenomena of death...!
How many times was I, in similar lines
At death of loved ones...?
Oh! Life, how delicate, how fragile ?
Oh! Life, how vulnerable and perishable?
Oh! Life, how important and how sudden we loose it!?
Grief not at my death
Oh, loved ones...
For I came to lay a block unto
The foundation of existence...
And I must go back, as I have
To allow others to come for similar purpose
The reality of life and death serves
One purpose and one purpose only...
The continuity of existence as we know our selves
To be in existence...
Life is beautiful, joyful!
Life is wonderful, important!
But life! Life! Life!
Is too short...!
Let's all learn to live and love one another
In peace...
'Reflect!
Reflect!
Reflect!'
ANOTHER-DAY-IS-GONE!
Passing in seconds a brand new day is lost
Lost into passing reality...
And yesterday is born, never to be seen or heard again
Looking each day as multiples of yesterdays and to-morrows
A balancing reality of ticking time...
Yesterday is gone and tomorrow never comes
And so where are we? Lost, lost into passing reality...
Ticking forward in cycles, it brings seconds into minutes into hours
Into days, weeks, months, years, as Centuries go by...
As today ticks its way into tomorrow to step back into yesterday
What knowledge and wisdom does ticking time bring to us
Bringing us old-age, wrinkles with sickness and death...
Oh, does ticking time mean anything to us
Whether we know or know not, it passes us by
A phenomena yet to be known and understood by mortals...
Moving forward always, never to turn back but into the unknown
Forward into time and space only to be known by him or her
That pressed it into motion to pass all things away...!
!!!I-N AND O-U-T!!!
We come in unexpected, we go out unexpected
How we come in is how we go out
As we come with nothing, so we go out with nothing
And what meaning is nothing for us
As nothing sounds like something that leads into nothing
Surely, we come in so gently, so beautifully and cute
Cute, yet fragile, delicate and so very perishable
We come in with some invincible powers, hope, dreams and love
We come in with plenty of time, and go out without a tick of time
We come in so young, so strong, and go out so old, weak & miserable
We come in on same road and we go out on the same road
We come in with laughter, and go out in sadness with tearful-faces
We come in as a whole, and we go out in halves
We come in to the physical, and we go out into the spiritual
We come in into this world, and we go out onto other worlds
We come in with cry of joy, we go out in air of silence and despair
We come in like a sudden rising Sun, we go out like a falling Star
We come in full of life, we go out without a life, but death...
We come in into something known, we go out into nothing known.
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How delicate a blossoming flower is? Flower as life, is perishable, breakable as egg... How fragile is life you hold in your palm? I guess, you don't even know, till it slides away from your reach... Oh Life! How vulnerable, important, and suddenly we lose it... May our hearts grow into infinite love, to be shared among all... 'Same as Diana did.'Flowers of Love is breathtaking, brilliantly crafted with evocative images and wisdom from beyond... It brings healing power to all hearts... Dedicated to the over: 100,000,000 (Million), lovers and friends of 'Princess Diana' around the world...Who brought her Flowers in tears of love... Forget not her tragedy! 'Soon!' Let's all take the next step into goodness, where Diana left her indelible last footsteps at 36... Find this book, read it... Tell a friend to tell a friend... 'A service to humanity...' Elimination of Deadly Land Mines... 'Project Diana started' Same we must complete... Oh! Friends! Lovers! Admirers and all... Please enjoy this priceless gem... '36 Treasures to the world.'
About the Author
Nana Kwaku Baduh, "Unknown Prince" is a unique voice in the literary arena. Nana is said to be a cumulative representative of a "Billion Souls" whose knowledge, energy, and spiritual powers he projects the "Flag for a mission of continuity of existence" as we know ourselves to be in existence. Nana's innate abilities are encase from his past . . . Ancestry! Ancestry! Ancestry! His education springs from diverse fields: Accountant by profession, writer, poet, composer, orator, and inventor. Nana believes hostilities around the world are sheer ignorance, lack of recognition, and effective communication among human families. Thinkers, anywhere, he said, must come forward and speak-out loudly to defend freedom and justice for all. Philosophy: Nana's life is said to have accomplished its goals or mission as providence designed it, "Only on one condition, and one condition only!" The condition of leaving a thought of "Freedom, Justice, and Peace to the world" and a guideline to achieve it. The power to write, he said, lies within the writing. Real freedom, he added, could only be found in floating expressions. His hobbies include freelance writing, poetry, kick boxing, reading, and songwriting. "Nana dances once every blue Moon." He has many friends, one very best, "Myhatti Whynd." His best attribute is "Instant Friendliness . . . No enemies!" Nana Prince Baduh was inducted into the International Poetry Hall of Fame in 1997. His unique voice can be read in "Tracing Shadows" in the National Library of Poetry, Anthology 1997. He is the author of "Reflections of Inner Mind's Eye." He is active in business development and serves as founder and CEO of the Global Democracy Education Foundation, a "Think-Tank," where all children of the world would have their little voices heard in the 21st Century and beyond. The author is from Ghana and currently resides in Washington, D.C., USA, where his creative energy is directed towards innovations to empower humanity.