Enlightenment is like the moon reflected on the water.
The moon does not get wet, nor is the water broken.
Although its light is wide and great,
The moon is reflected even in a puddle an inch wide
The whole moon and the entire sky
Are reflected in one dewdrop on the grass
Dogen
A tapestry is being stitched
story by story,
step by step, thread by thread
Pictures of her life come alive
with threads of gold,
of silver, of royal purple,
of hope, of faith, of love
her story unfolding
in the fabric, the knitted
tapestry of her life
my feet
a person walking
what if more problems come my way
my feet are not meant for thinking
they are faithful and carry on walking
no heavy load weighs down my feet
no matter my mind is sorely tried
my troubles are no trouble at all for my feet
my toes curl into the carpet
my heels slap the tiles
my feet slip into socks and out of tights
my feet carry on walking
my feet know how to live
One’s-Self I Sing.
Yet utter the word Democratic, the word En-masse.Of Physiology from top to toe I sing;
Not physiognomy alone, nor brain alone, is worthy for the muse—I say the
Form complete is worthier far;
The Female equally with the male I sing.Of Life immense in passion, pulse, and power,
Cheerful—for freest action form’d, under the laws divine,
The Modern Man I sing.”
Making Life Worth While
Poet: George Eliot
Every soul that touches yours –
Be it the slightest contact –
Get there from some good;
Some little grace; one kindly thought;
One aspiration yet unfelt;
One bit of courage
For the darkening sky;
One gleam of faith
For the darkening sky;
One gleam of faith
To brave the thickening ills of life;
One glimpse of brighter skies –
To make this life worthwhile
And heaven a surer heritage.
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