Selfishness

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When selfishness creeps in, look in the mirror. Do you see? A creep!

 

Witty? Maybe not.

 

 

 

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Said A Blade Of Grass | Kahlil Gibran — The Stoned Storyteller

Said a blade of grass to an autumn leaf  “You make such a noise falling! You scatter all my winter dreams.” Said the leaf indignant, “Low-born and low-dwelling! Songless, peevish thing! You live not in the upper air and you cannot tell the sound of singing.” Then the autumn leaf lay down upon the earth […]

via Said A Blade Of Grass | Kahlil Gibran — The Stoned Storyteller

To The Boatmen

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With wind in the bough of the willow
And the sails a billowing billow
Far from moorings shore
The boatmen row.

And the sails a billowing billow
Ferrying upon the breeze
The boatmen row.
Tarry not O men of Sea

Ferrying upon the breeze
Row a steady on
Tarry not O men of Sea
O’er the waves a mighty

Row a steady on
As silvery moon smiles upon
O’er the waves a mighty
The swirling crests of white

As silvery moon smiles upon
The heart swells with pride
The swirling crests of white
Bid thee to thy familiar keep

The heart swells with pride
Far from the moorings shore
Bid thee to thy familiar keep
With wind in the bough of the willow

Hit That Button

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Pause

Pause and ponder – your thoughts – the right from wrong
Pause and look – within your view – seek the beautiful
Pause and listen – hear the nature – the melodious murmurs
Pause and feel – the heartbeat – empathise with self
Pause and touch – reach out – compassionate one
Pause, stop, cease – from the hurry – savour the gifts
Pause to live – unburden – relax
Pause to give – a smile
Pause to sing – of the music within
Pause to ask – there’s much to learn
Pause to understand – of pain and sorrow
Pause to pray – in thankfulness
Pause, stop, cease – bask in serenity
Pause to live – one life is all we have.

Later (take 2)

 

 Later, might as well be a boon to some.

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Death on Call

A knock persistent – rat-a-tat rat-a-tat tat-tat-tat-tat rat-a-tat…
(I abhor without appointment calls)
“Come in, said exasperated me
And who would you be?”
“I am Death”
“And do I know you?”
“You will now”
“Oh.” said I
“Am I late or am I early?” asked Death
“Yesterday, you would have been late,”
Death checked it’s wrist,
“Wasn’t on the pulse,
Today you are on the beat”
“But today, you are early”
Death looked quizzically,
“Eh?”
“I was waiting for you yesterday,
You see, I wasn’t having a good day,
Thought it would be a better
A life hereafter.
Today, I am doing fine”
“It doesn’t matter” replied Death
“It does, I retorted.
You are not in my schedule”
“But you are in mine”
“That’s too bad, please leave” said I
“You asked me in”
“And now I ask, you leave”
“I cannot, without you,
Come on, let’s go”
“You leave first,” said I
“We go together,” said Death
“We didn’t come together,
Said I, so you go before”
Death confused, turned –
I shut the door. I cheated Death.
Death no more.