Monday, January 28, 2013
Saturday, January 26, 2013
The Naughty Preposition
by Morris Bishop, published in The New Yorker September 27 1947
I lately lost a preposition;
It hid, I thought, beneath my chair
And angrily I cried, ‘Perdition!
Up from out of in under there.’
It hid, I thought, beneath my chair
And angrily I cried, ‘Perdition!
Up from out of in under there.’
Correctness is my vade mecum,
And straggling phrases I abhor,
And yet I wondered, ‘What should he come
Up from out of in under for?’
And straggling phrases I abhor,
And yet I wondered, ‘What should he come
Up from out of in under for?’
Friday, January 25, 2013
Passion
They (two of Jesus' disciples) said to each other, ‘Were not our hearts burning within us while he (Jesus) was talking to us on the road, while he was opening the scriptures to us?’
- The Book of Luke in the Bible, Chpt. 24
Thursday, January 24, 2013
Great Expectations
He (Walt Disney) expected a miracle, and that's what he got.
- Dr. Norman Vincent Peale
in his book
You Can If You Think You Can
Sunday, January 13, 2013
Dream
Humankind is being led along an evolving course,
through this migration of intelligences,
and though we seem to be sleeping,
there is an inner wakefulness
that directs the dream,
and that will eventually startle us back
to the truth of who we are.
~Rumi
Sunday, January 6, 2013
Thursday, January 3, 2013
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
Happy 2013!
We have come
With words yet untold,
And with faces full of mercy for people.
We have sensed the yearning of hearts,
And we have come with tongues that transcend any tongue.
We have come,
Taking the sky above us as our home,
And all people as our family,
And we have adopted colorlessness as our color.
We have taken the seventy two nations as our siblings.
We have come.
Others came and left
They lived, died, and disappeared.
We have been born, never to die,
And we have come, never to leave.
We have come,
In order to pour everywhere like the rain,
To enter every house like the sun,
And to touch our face to people, like the earth.
In short, to love and be loved,
We have come....Rumi♥
With words yet untold,
And with faces full of mercy for people.
We have sensed the yearning of hearts,
And we have come with tongues that transcend any tongue.
We have come,
Taking the sky above us as our home,
And all people as our family,
And we have adopted colorlessness as our color.
We have taken the seventy two nations as our siblings.
We have come.
Others came and left
They lived, died, and disappeared.
We have been born, never to die,
And we have come, never to leave.
We have come,
In order to pour everywhere like the rain,
To enter every house like the sun,
And to touch our face to people, like the earth.
In short, to love and be loved,
We have come....Rumi♥
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