My Poetry And Prose-Page 3
Here is a collection of my poetry and prose writings that I have written over the years. Most of my writings were created and composed in my youth.
(91) To The Hermit Thrush
Thy fair voice fills the air with song,
Thy beautiful voice through God born
(92) An Answer
An answer it seems there ought to be
Just a hint, a sign would comfort give,
The birds are more wise than I,
Even the ant scurring at my feet
The blades of grass I carelessly trod
A key all Creation seems to own,
Why should I for a reason labor,
The hills and the trees
Places I often forget,
The mind saw it all
Strife and turmoil are past,
Sorrow, pain, and fear
The babbling stream,
Pleasures what are they?
Hear the rain falling,
(94) How Swiftly Rainbows Pass Away
How Swiftly rainbows pass away,
Was so like a springtime shower,
Was like a linnet on the wing,
How beautiful the evening time
(96) Never Doubt Yourself
If I would leave any thought with someone I would say never doubt yourself. No matter what people say, no matter what you may think sometimes, never doubt yourself. If you believe in yourself you will succeed far more than you will fail. He who possesses a quiet kind of faith in his ability to perform a task already has the task half completed.
Believe in yourself despite setbacks, despite the seemingly immovable obstacles, despite the cold and dark, despite the woe and pain, and eventually your faith will come to fruition, and you will find all those troubles behind you.
The simplest thing in the world is to deride ourself because we made a mistake, to give up and say, "I'm no good", but the more difficult thing is to believe in ourself and constructively continue our life. The greatest error in life is to downgrade ourself. The most horrible tragedies in life have occurred from a lack of faith in one's own self, one's own ability, from a belief that one cannot succeed, but that failure is their sole lot in life.
There seems to be a self uncertainty that builds up in the mind every time one makes a mistake or fails to accomplish a task, and with every successive blunder the uncertainty grows stronger until one doubts one's ability to do anything right. Being human we are host to a number of frailties, each one of which desturbs and depresses us, and makes us doubt our worth. We are not a mechanically precise machine, we are a bundle of nerves which often tangle and get jangled, but are capable of amazing performance.
We have more strength than we believe, there is more fight within us than we know, and far more potential than we could ever call forth or even dream of being possible.
(97) You Are Important
Always remember you are unique and you are important. There is no one else in the world quite like you. You are special. There never has been and there never will be anyone like you again.
Don't let people take away your respect for yourself. No matter what they say or do remember that you are very important and a worthwhile person, and always retain respect for yourself. They cannot take away your self respect and dignity, for you control what you think of yourself and no one else.
You have your own special qualities and talents, and though you may not have the talents and gifts that someone else has, you have your own talents and gifts that others do not have. No one else can be you. Only you can be you. Try to be the best you possible.
Remember also that you are important to other people. You cannot help but touch the lives of other people as you go through life. There are many people who need your love and support, and who look up to you, and want to emulate you. People you may not even be aware of need you, and watch your life, and if you give up and fail yourself, you are failing them and letting them down too.
And you are important in the eyes of God. The Bible says that God loves you very much. The Bible says that God loves you so much that He sent His only begotten Son to die on the cross for you.
(98) Our Spirits Rise and Fall
Daily our spirits rise and fall
It comes like wind and the storm
But we weather the storm and the sun
(99) Strength From The Hills
We draw our strength from the hills,
We draw our strength from the breezes,
We draw our strength from the sun,
We draw our strength each day
(100) Hope And Love
There are certain remarkable attributes that people possess. If anything is immortal, it is hope, and people possess it in abundance. Sometimes hope seems to die down to the root, but it ever flourishes anew at the least opportunity.
It is a wondrous thing, this hope. I am not sure how it is formed, and more often than not there does not appear much reason for it, but by some process natural or supernatural the supply is unquenchable. It takes us through dark and bitter years and makes them liveable, and not only liveable, but enjoyable, because it gives us a light inside.
And then there is love. Death, pain, and the hardships of life do not distract from love. Here again seems to be an undying substance, a formless, shapeless nonentity, intangible outside the individual. Yet within a person it looms gigantic, it moves mountains, and is the beginning and end of our being.
Love gives the world its attraction. It is love alone that pleases and delights, and that prevents the world from becoming a place of desolation. Like the touch of a magician's wand love is ever creating new visions and dreams, ever providing freshets of new ideas and inspirations.
Somehow it seems an inference fraught with error to assume love is a product of mere flesh and blood. A whisper from deep within tells us love comes upon gossamer wings from God.
(101) A Cataclysm
When life hurts the most we are sometimes most benefited by it. For mental and spiritual growth sometimes a cataclysm must occur. And it is a hard thing to endure, but if we survive we are often ten times better for it.
To find out life's worth we sometimes have to go down there among the smoldering volcanoes, the falling rocks, and the bottomless pits. That is where the truth is, in the arena, in the thick of the fight, where if any contestant comes out alive he is endowed with understanding, forbearance, and contentment.
(102) The Other Power
We are more than sensation. I cannot tell how, or from where, but I know the senses are but the servants of this other power. What is this power? It is an unknowable power which takes and grasps our sensations and puts them into thoughts, yea, and more than thoughts, puts them into deeds.
This same power makes us feel good or bad, pricks us with conscience, prods us into aspiring, or settles us into serenity. It is this power which lets us know ourselves and comprehend the universe in time and space, and which allows us to form airy dreams.
It is this power which makes us try to leave something of ourselves, and gives us our greatest happiness when we help others. It is this power above sensation which hints of God.
The senses see and hear, feel and smell, and let us know what is around us, but it is this other sense or power which reveals to us that it is beautiful, and which gives us the ability to love and hope and care.
(103) We Must Bend
There's no doubt we must bend,
Great tall trees break like a twig,
(104) Friends And Feelings
What is the end of life? It is to be a friend. Ever notice how our problems seem to clear away when we like someone? Nothing else matters except the feelings of people. All else is so much decoration. It is in the arena of the heart where the true world revolves.
That is where all the beauty or horror is, and where all the meaning and purpose for our being dwells. Feelings are more important than volcanic irruptions. Someone down and out made to feel hope and love is of more worth than the birth of a star.
Loneliness is the saddest state in life. If I could ask that a prayer be granted for every person on earth, it would be that in their darkest hour of their most dire need, on that dark night or horrible day when they are most fearful and in their greatest agony of body or mind, that they are not alone, but that someone who cares about them and who will comfort them is near.
Loneliness can also eat away at us slowly much like a cancer, until it destroys the core of our being. The enjoyment of life is eroded by loneliness, and our dreams become diminished. We sink into a kind of bleak oblivion. We are not yet dead, but not really alive either. We are just existing. Sometimes too late we realize the wonder of having friends, what it means to have someone to talk to, what it means to thwart that awful feeling of loneliness by having someone to confide in. It is a blessing to pass the dark and difficult hours with someone dear. It is a curse to spend them frightened and alone crying to ourself.
If you have friends or family nearby to help you in time of need, to confide in and spend blissful hours with, you are most fortunate. Never take them for granted. Your friends and family are the most precious blessings on earth.
(106) Suppertime And Fishing
Sometimes when I am feeling sad and alone and miss my parents a lot, I think back to my childhood. And I can hear from far off the faint sound of my mother calling me for suppertime. Almost like some kind of miracle I am transported back many long years ago to when I was a boy on the farm, and I can see my mother again cooking at the stove and smell the wonderful aroma of our kitchen at suppertime. Little did I know then that many years later that would be among my most precious memories.
Another of my precious memories are the times I spent fishing with my father down at the creek that ran near our house. At those times when the memories come floating back through the mists of time, I can see the cork from my fishing line bobbing in the water and feel the excitement and happiness that only a small boy with his father can feel when he catches a fish.
(107) Have No Fear
Often we falter and often we flail
Often the way becomes rough and worn,
It is difficult to fathom human life. There are wonderful, difficult, contrary forces at work. Life is simple, complex, impossible, real, and a dream without dimension. Life can be harmonious, discordant, heavenly, and hellish all in one day, in one moment.
Life is deceiving, revealing, confusing, and in certain moments clear beyond the shadow of a doubt.
Life can be beautiful, horrible, gentle, and at times more cruel than the human heart can stand.
Life is filled with remorse, happiness, sorrow, and a joy unuttered, inconstant, though eternal. Life can be a burden, a joy, a success, or a waste. Life is disappointing, satisfying, crushing, and in some instances raising one to the highest heights.
Life can bring hope, despair, radiance, and a haze inpenetrable and unyielding. Life is a heartache, a heart-throb, a passion, and an ideal sinking and emerging in the bosom of the deep. Life can be exciting, dull, invigorating, or listless and without purpose.
Life is a war, a race, a trap, a free uninhibited ride through time. Life can be a loss, a gain, a reward, or a persecution. Life is a fall, a step, a jump, a reach unceasing and in every child born anew.
life can be a light, a darkness, a mirror, or a substance without true reflection nor visible illumination, a virtual and complete darkness, taking in but never giving back. Life is strange, familiar, unknown, known, and ever to be known again.
Life can be, and life is unlike anything else that exists, something to be eternally grateful for, a possession for which there can be no duplicate.
(109) Our Friends The Animals
What a wonderful array of animals share our world with us. They are often our best friends. They don't ask for much. They give so much unconditional love and companionship to us.
Our domestic animals and pets are especially important and valuable to us. Pets are wonderful companions. Pets can provide invaluable companionship to children and those who live alone. When we approach our pets they greet us with friendship with their bright and happy eyes. They even seem to possess qualities more excellent than we commonly exhibit. They are loving, have undying loyalty, patience, and forgiveness. They patiently suffer through our bad moods, and always seem to be there to share our good moods.
It would be a cold and empty world if it were without animals. The world would be a lonely place if none of those marvelous, funny, wonderful little creatures existed. Imagine how empty the sky would be without birds, and how desolate the woods would be without its myriad of furry critters.
We are fortunate to share our world with such interesting, and for the most part harmless and gentle beings. They are content with their ever decreasing portion, and rarely encroach upon our domain. The wild animals can get by very well on their own if we have a little tolerance and understanding, and leave them alone and not totally destroy their habitats.
By our very dominance we inherit the resposibility for these lesser, vulnerable fellow creatures. It would be a mark of savagery far worse than any of them ever exhibited were we to annihilate them and cause their extinction.
(110) Just A Few Little Words
It only takes a few little words to cause much pain, and it only takes a few words to cause much happiness. It only takes a few words to crush a heart, and it only takes a few words to give a heart joy. It only takes a few words to alienate a friendship, and it only takes a few words to make a friendship blossom.
It only takes a few words to cause someone to go astray, and it only takes a few words to help them find their way back again. It only takes a few words to destroy someone's hopes and dreams, and it only takes a few words to give a person reason to hope and dream again. It only takes a few words to make someone cry, and it only takes a few words to take their tears away.
It only takes a few words to make someone's day sad and dreary, and it only takes a few words to make someone's day happy and cheery. It only takes a few words to cause dark clouds to appear, and it only takes a few words to chase all those dark clouds away.
Just a few little words can comfort one in grief, can soothe a broken heart, can bring one back from the brink of despair. Just a few little words can help someone cope, can help someone lonely feel not so alone.
Just a few words can calm someone's fears, and ease someone's troubled thoughts. Just a few little words can brighten someone's day, and make their road in life easier to travel. Just a few little words can lift someone's burdens, and help them make it through the day.
(111) Magical Moments
Fireflies in the night,
Snowflakes falling down,
The Sound of rain,
Autumn leaves falling,
(112) Cardinals and Chickadees
Two of my favorite birds are the cardinals and chickadees. They don't go south when the weather gets cold, but stay around all winter to cheer me. To the bright plumage and cheerful chirping of the cardinal I owe a great deal, for the cardinal lingers through the long, cold winter, and adds a bit of beauty and cheerfulness to that sometimes dreary season. The cardinal, or redbird, as he is commonly known, is a welcome sight in winter bobbing over the snow, and bright and glistening on a bare tree limb.
The cardinal keeps alive our hopes and dreams as he reminds us that all is not that bad, and speaks of a happiness and glory we almost tend to forget during the long winter nights. Perhaps the cardinal is the Creator’s gift to us sent to brighten our spirits through the long winter months.
In the winter the grass is gone, the trees are bare, the flowers no more, and many of the birds have departed for warmer climes. All is silent and lonely, except for just outside our window the cardinal hopping on the ground, or setting in the bushes gaily bedight in his red suit and black tie singing joyfully in the cold, crisp air.
I have also always loved the little chickadee. In the winter when we open our door he comes and greets us, that friendly fellow with his black cap, and sings us a happy song. He does not leave either like the other birds, but stays around just to cheer our heart and brighten our day. When the trees are bare, and we feel lonely amid so much bleak emptiness, then comes the little chickadee, and sits thus on a limb above our head, quite near, and sings us a little song.
(113) One Day At A Time
Yesterday is past.
My loved ones are here no more.
The future is a sealed book
(114) The Invisible Cords
Invisible cords which are tied to our heart link us to others. Any rending of the cords tears a part of our heart. Those dear to us when they separate from us either in death or in emotional or physical separation take part of us with them. The stronger the cords we share with others the more secure we feel.
Our life is bound by the cords of friendship. Yes, our life and our happiness. It is being bound to others which keeps us from falling off the precipice. The cords prevent us from plunging into the lagoon of desolation and despair.
The best of what we are and hope to be we owe to others. Being loved by another adds ten times more strength to us. Inspiration is derived only from the love of another. All our faith and hope can be directly attributed to those who have cared for us in the past and who care for us now.
It is our caring for someone else that makes us strive to succeed. We do not have the imputus to labor merely for ourself as we do for others. We want those we love to be proud of us and share in our success, and this is the reason for most of our actions. To merit their admiration and acceptance we would literally go through fire. For when all is said and done we are nothing unless we love and feel that we are loved.
I believe kindness is caring and having compassion for others. Sometimes kindness is just a kind word or a smile, or it can be going out of our way to help another.
Kindness is having love in our heart for all living things and for people of all circumstances, religions, cultures, and races. I believe kindness is trying to make the world a better place in some small way in our everyday words and actions.
Kindness is visiting, calling, or writing someone who is sick or alone, someone who is sad or grieving, and just letting them know that somebody cares. Just a word of comfort or sympathy means so much, and gives so much hope and strength to someone who feels despondent.
What a wonderful world it would be to live in if each of us did an act of kindness each day. I think in no time the world would be filled with so much love and happiness that all the strife and hatred and sadness would magically disappear.
(116) The Unwritten Law
There is an unwritten spiritual law which governs the human heart. On most occasions we may be only vaguely aware of it. Only when we break this law do we feel its punishment. In brief this law demands that we do not under any circumstances cause another person hurt or sadness.
This law applies not only to our actions, but to our intentions as well. Like all laws it is a law liable to be broken, and regretably is often broken, but always to our detriment.
Some people call this unwritten law conscience. No one can intentionally hurt another person either physically or emotionally without inflicting a greater hurt upon their own self. For there is no reprieve from conscience. The conscience never forgives or forgets.
There are those with such seared consciences that they seem oblivious of the harm they do to others, but these poor creatures are to be pitied the most, for they have lost their humanity.
On the other hand there seems to be another law of reciprocation at work when we show kindness and love toward others. When we are kind and considerate of the feelings of others we feel a peacefulness and happiness within.
The capacity to love is the greatest single asset a person may possess. All other assets, accomplishments, and worldly goods don't mean a thing if a person doesn't have love in their heart. The richest man in the world if he doesn't have love has nothing. The most talented and gifted person in the world, the most accomplished and renowned, if that person is not able to give or receive love then he or she is the most bereft and wretched person alive.
The beauty and the joy of life is condensed into that one word, love. Love creates a world all its own, a world in which pettiness, animosity, and despair are unknown, a world centered on hope.
Love is the light of the universe. From love emits a radiance the darkness cannot penetrate. Love in its essence is purity, truth, and beauty. Throughout the eons love has been the source of all that is good and blessed.
The wonder of love is its ability to refresh and inspire the soul, its miraculous power of transforming the appearance of things and making the heart conscious of a wonderful something. From love the eyes view the world anew, see things in a different light, and are aware of beauty and serenity never before glimpsed and never imagined.
The resources of love are limitless, and the magnitude untapped. Love by existing makes life endurable, and makes hardship and suffering bearable.
Without some spark of love there are none of us could continue down the sometimes difficult and frightening road of life we must trek.
Love makes even the severest truths acceptable, and grants one the strength to face the hardest facts and circumstances of life. Love is the supreme privilege of life and as necessary for survival as food or water.
Love is the lifeline which saves us from the oblivion of our own despair, and which secures us from plunging into the darkness of our own disappointments and dejections. Love is the one constant and good in a sometimes terrifying world of pain and suffering, and hate and evil.
(119) Dig Deep
My only advice to you,
Expose if it be truth.
Without limit our soul
Falter at the precipice,
If we should not succeed,
Lately no stars are bright,
Lately the skies are grey,
Lately I feel forlorn,
(121) The Empty Heart
The starless sky, the empty heart are one,
A tree barren, a wretched thing to see,
As flowers in light reveal their colors hue.
Summer, the breeze so fair, the sky so blue,
(122) The Long Silent Years
The long silent years mock at my delay,
The days I have spent alone in my room,
Wasted time that can never more be mine,
Oh, if I could live the years over again,
(123) The Dove
A gentle, peaceful creature is the dove. The dove has long been symbolic of peace and love. Her beautiful call reminds us of sad and thoughtful things. Shy and retiring as she is, we seldom get too near her as she flies away at the least noise.
The flapping of the wings of a dove is a lovely sound, a sound as natural and pleasant as the falling wind or water trickling over the rocks. If all things in life were so kind, and had the sweet and innocent ways of the dove, our world would be a paradise.
Malice and rage are not found in the dove, as she goes along life's way a quiet and harmless being. It is a joy to me that such a fond creature should breathe the same air as I, and that life should be so good to me as to let me behold a dove.
The dove proves beyond all doubt that life is good, and that a higher power is responsible for our being. In the quiet eye of the dove shines the love of the Deity.
(124) The New Millennium
I believe 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 intelligence. 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 planet.
(125) Our Beautiful World
How the 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 our existence.
How enchanting 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 serenade.
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 nights. 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?
Day 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.
How the 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 way.
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 world.
(126) The Destroyers
How often fools step upon flowers,
How often the cruel and mean,
How magnificent are flowers,
Enhancing all that is fair,
(128) 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.
(129) Paradise Lost
Her bright eyes smiled back at me,
She walked with beauty and with grace,
Her love it was not my fate to win,
Sadly it was to be my hapless fate,
Ahchoo, ahchoo, and ahchoo, ahchoo,
I can't breathe at all through my nose,
I'm chilled and then I'm hot.
I wake up and then I see,
(131) The Imagination
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,
Wonder of the wondrous world,
(133) Heavenly Realm
Of fairness manifold,
Beauty too ethereal for our reason,
Sometimes we live with our loved ones for many years and never really tell them we love and appreciate them. Sometimes we wait too long to communicate our feelings to them, and have deep regrets after their death.
After all we do need communication and meaning between us, for what have we without it? Sometimes the most honest and truest communications are not words, but small actions like smiles, hugs, and the clasp of hands which convey our love, understanding, and caring. When eyes meet or hands clasp they speak a language beyond words.
We often get caught up in our own world and the activities of life and forget or neglect those around us. Our time on this earth is short and our opportunities are brief and limited to let those around us know that they are important to us and that we care about them.
Cruelty is a thing one never hopes to find among civilized beings, yet it is often found in our society. It often rears its ugly head in the most unlikely of persons.
time and again we are appalled to find it in our acquaintances, and even more appalled to find it lurking in ourselves. That cruety is a flagrant violation of all that is decent and right unfortunately apparently does not prohibit people from resorting to it all too often.
The fact that cruelty is an irrational and inhuman act does not seem to deter people from allowing it to reside in their thoughts and in their hearts. If only we could abide by and adhere to the commandment in the Bible to love our neighbor as ourself.
(136) Morning Song
Morning and the birds sing,
Got to hope, got to believe,
The world is good they say,
(137) Our Earth
We must now cooperate, must work together, all nations, all peoples toward one common goal, survival, survival of our earth as a habitable planet, survival of life of all types, large and small, those living and those yet to be born.
Our little island in space, earth, is not indestructible as we once believed, but is vulnerable just like all of us. We have got to learn about our earth, and be concerned about how we treat it.
We must discover the means of giving back to the earth as much or more than we take away from it. A new outlook is needed, a new way of living, a way of living in harmony with the earth.
For a change rather than concentrating wholly on pleasing ourselves, we are going to have to start pleasing our earth. No more can we afford to take of the precious resources selfishly and indiscriminately, no more dumping into the soil, atmosphere, rivers, and seas substances harmful to life and toxic to our envorinment, no more living just for today and what we can consume, but conserving and planning for the future.
I have been previleged to view
When in my childhood a love did bloom
Always shy, reserved, and still,
The rash may not intrude there,
(139) The Beauty In one Another
What we search for is here and now in one another. It is not tomorrow in some far distant place with someone else the bliss we seek, but here and now in the presence of those most near us.
It is a smile, a handshake, a well wish, it is merely being together and enjoying one another's company that makes life worthwhile. We seek a lifetime for happiness and all we gain is emptiness, when happiness, true happiness was ever so near, and all we had to do was to reach out and grasp it. How blind we are that we cannot see the beauty in one another.
(140) Honoring One Another
All the blessing is in honoring others. By that means we honor ourself. Soon life will be past and our chances for bridging the gap between us and the rest of the world will be at an end.
Our friends may never know us as we are unless we speak and act sincerely, and show them we are in reality a friend. If we have a compliment to give or a token of good-will it would behoove us to do so while the thing is still fresh in our mind, and while we still have the time.
Swiftly go the days, and our opportunities to augment friendships are regretably quite rare. Thus we must not let slip the grand and wonderful chance to reveal our friendship for another, and our chance to honor another.
(141) This Is My Moment
This is my moment. There is in this place, at this time, a link with all things, and with the all-pervading Creative Force. It is here each time I breathe, as I think.
All is known, I am known, the dangling moth caught in a spider web is known, the falling star is known, the crying baby is known. The world, and life, and I with my thoughts are whirled in this point in time. The strands of being are fastened securely to my heart, and I am not apart, for I am tied in with the whole.
I behold the lovely flower, I feel the wind upon my cheek, I look upon the far horizon and I am. The clouds above, the skyso blue, the birds that sing, all touch my soul and we are one.
I breathe the air, I hear, I feel, and I live. No one has any more than this, their moment in the sun, their moment to look around and enjoy, their moment to be a part of all this. This is my moment.
(142) Kindness Is
Kindness is a word of cheer,
Kindness is being there when troubles rain
Kindness is being there in time of need,