The New Millennium
there will be many remarkable
changes in the coming millennium.
There will be many advances as
well as challenges. I think there
will be a natural progression
toward the exploration of outer
space as well as the greater
exploration of our own earth's
ocean depths and inner core.
There will be the development of
cleaner and more efficient fuels
and forms of energy. There will
be great advancements made in the
area of medicine and the cure of
diseases with a resulting increase
in life span. There will be great
advances made in the area of
technology and artificial
But all these
advancements and progressions will
be contingent upon a stable
political and social structure
throughout the world and a lack of
cataclysmic natural disasters.
Hopefully the world of the future
will be inhabited by people who
are more caring and tolerant and
who have love and compassion for
one another, for their fellow
creatures, and for their
Our Beautiful World
beauty of our world enters into
every day of our life, and makes
us appreciate living, helps us
bear those difficulties we
encounter, and gives meaning to
the evening mist settling over a
little cove, flowers dancing in
the wind, the rustle of the
leaves. How inspiring the brisk
morning air, the glowing red sky
just before sun arises, and the
birds just beginning their
There is always music
in the air if one will listen
closely, always songs of delight
as crickets, katydids and frogs
add melody to the summer
And there are many
unspoken joys of flowers, and
trees, and clinging vines, of
drifting clouds and peaceful skies,
and of little shady bowers and
rivulets. And when all is said and
done are not these the true joys
of living, these little things
that make life worthwhile?
and night the beauty of our world
is made evident via our eyes and
ears and all our senses, made
evident in our heart, and we are
made more serene, more attuned to
what is fair.
tranquillity of restful
surroundings seems to envelope us
and instill in our hearts a part
of the beauty and repose which
dwells there. The harmony of a
lovely scene is sufficient to
bring us contentment after a hard
day, and to give us once more the
zest for living to continue on our
If we could always be
fortunate enough to view at select
times these lovely scenes, and
feel that beautiful and happy
spirit the countryside inspires we
would never despair. How fortunate
we are to live in such a beautiful
fools step upon flowers,
tear down from above
they trample upon
They stomp upon the
The delicate they
They damage the very
How often the cruel and
Defile and corrupt a
hate they mangle and
They destroy in their
With their anger and rage
They turn beauty into
How magnificent are flowers,
each a glory all their own,
Each a personification of the divine,
glittering in the morning dew,
Glowing in the noonday sun,
Making the world more beautiful
just by being there.
Enhancing all that is fair,
Contradicting all that is evil,
A simple graceful flower,
A precious bundle of color,
Which glorifies the scene.
And in its brief hour gives joy
To every passing mortal.
The Right Attitude
It is all a matter of attitude. one can do almost anything if they have the right attitude. I suppose it is the difference between the believer and the doubter. The one never despairs, while the other despairs over everything.
The believer expects to win, while the doubter expects to lose. The one is cheerful and hopeful even in hardship and pain, the other sad, downcast even in good fortune. The one the perennial optimist, the other always the pessimist.
The believer finds contentment, while the doubter is discontented and distraught regardless the circumstances. The one is certain and proceeds with confidence, the other constantly unsure and hesitant. The one with purpose, the other purposeless. The one always finding a way, the other forever groping. The one in the light, the other always in the dark.
The right attitude can change a person's life, can change the world. One can do and complete things with the right attitude that they wouldn't even attempt otherwise.
Unfortunately the right attitude seems to be evanescent, here today, gone tomorrow. If only we knew how to create the right attitude, and after we created it could bottle it some way to use later when we needed it. If only we could keep and have the right attitude indefinately how wonderful that would be. I believe our spiritual faith and love for God and our love for others helps us to find and maintain the right attitude.
The right attitude gives beauty and grace to all things in proper proportion, enhances our joys, and helps us accept and maybe even make use of or find something beneficial in those difficult things we could not accept before.
The right attitude helps us to be more understanding of people, and gives us more forbearance, more compassion, and makes us more kindly and friendly. The right attitude helps a person to have more patience and to show more interest in other people and in the world in general, rather than to have annoyance, indifference, and disgust.
Often the difference between success and failure is the right attitude. It seems to be the magic ingredient and formula for success in almost every endeavor in life.
Her bright eyes smiled back at me,
And I felt a happiness deep inside.
Near her I wished forever to be,
In her heavenly aura to abide.
She walked with beauty and with grace,
Her voice was like music to my ear,
Joy was given to me by her lovely face,
I was in paradise when she was near.
Her love it was not my fate to win,
I would enjoy such ecstasy never.
Almost I wish that I had never been,
Than that we should never be together.
Sadly it was to be my hapless fate,
To falter before the heavenly state.
Ahchoo, ahchoo, and ahchoo, ahchoo,
Sneeze, sneeze, is all I do.
My head it aches, and my throat is sore,
I've got myself a cold once more.
I can't breathe at all through my nose,
And all the time my nose I blows.
As from my cold the world I see,
It looks a place of misery.
I'm chilled and then I'm hot.
It is another cold I've got.
Just when I feel all right,
Then comes a cold overnight.
I wake up and then I see,
That I am feeling lousy.
In bed then I wish to stay,
And cough and sneeze there all day.
The imagination is immune to control. Prisons seen or unseen cannot fully enclose the eternal imaginative powers.
The imagination goes through walls made of rock, steel, or convention, prejudice, and fear. The imagination is not bound by where we live or who we are. The imagination is always looking beyond the horizon, and entering into new worlds, unknown and unexplored.
The imagination is a shadowy realm whose boundaries reach to the infinite. The imagination goes beyond time and space and is a life unto itself.
The imagination is always there first, as it comes upon the reality before it is a reality, the fact before it is a fact, and beholds the truth before the truth can be known. The imagination reaches and grasps into the unknown with a power all its own.
The imagination is ever in part discontent, ever restless, searching for a land beyond. Imagination never quite reaches the ultimate land or destination it seeks or if it does it instantly seeks another, and thus it never dies. For imagination to reach the ultimate and accept that as all, never to seek another destination beyond the horizon would be the death of imagination.
No, imagination needs to forever reach out and find new lands, new worlds, new destinations, inventions, ideas, and concepts. The imagination needs to be free, and cannot be stifled or quenched. It is the spark of creativity and innovation which has guided humanity since the beginning.
The Imagnation has worlds of untapped resources ever to be found which will release their fresh contents of vigor and beauty always giving variety and wonder to our existence.
A heavenly time is the dawn,
Just before the daylight breaks,
The birds sing sweetest then,
The air breathes freshest then,
And all the world is hope filled,
As dew sparkles on the grass,
As golden beams the eastern sky,
And golden glistens the tree tops.
Wonder of the wondrous world,
Is the dawn time in all its glory,
As all the day light creatures stir
To begin another day's life,
As the brilliant golden sun
Beckons the stars adieu,
And the world good day.
Of fairness manifold,
Our earth has no lack,
Regions of vernal delight,
Charm the eye, soothe the heart,
Bath the soul with visions,
Visions of heavenly beauty,
Beauty too divine for the earthly,
Beauty too ethereal for our reason,
Too delicate for our thoughts,
Too beautiful for man,
And but for a few brief moments
When the weight of earth and living are least,
Do we sense this beautiful realm
Which exists all around.
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