First step towards a goal makes one a PILLAR of HOPE and STRENGTH.
Friday, 12 April 2013
POWER OF PRAYER
It is said that we should live life as it comes, that it is written. It is the will of God. If one opportunity is missed, others come. If we commit a mistake, we are forgiven to start afresh. If then again we commit the same mistake, we are forgiven again. We are given chances to improve. Life is is full of chances. A thief does not steal valuables throughout his life. He puts the money in reserve for the future of his family. In the end, he apologizes to God and is forgiven.
We are humans. For the sake of humanity, we should love one another and respect the creator.HE looks after all, whether he be rich or poor, an outcast, a black or white. It is never too late to ask forgiveness for our wrong actions. If the sin is big, then it should be let go. It is not easy to let go of it, but it can be done with the power of prayers, But, if the person is proud and is full of gluttony, then he will never be content with his life. God has a right to punish such evils on earth.
We are humans. For the sake of humanity, we should love one another and respect the creator.HE looks after all, whether he be rich or poor, an outcast, a black or white. It is never too late to ask forgiveness for our wrong actions. If the sin is big, then it should be let go. It is not easy to let go of it, but it can be done with the power of prayers, But, if the person is proud and is full of gluttony, then he will never be content with his life. God has a right to punish such evils on earth.
“When you go,
if you go,
And I should want to die,
there's nothing I'd be saved by
more than the time
you fell asleep in my arms
in a trust so gentle
I let the darkening room
drink up the evening, till
rest, or the new rain
lightly roused you awake.
I asked if you heard the rain in your dream
and half dreaming still you only said, I love you.”
― Edwin Morgan.
if you go,
And I should want to die,
there's nothing I'd be saved by
more than the time
you fell asleep in my arms
in a trust so gentle
I let the darkening room
drink up the evening, till
rest, or the new rain
lightly roused you awake.
I asked if you heard the rain in your dream
and half dreaming still you only said, I love you.”
― Edwin Morgan.
Wednesday, 10 April 2013
A COMMUNION
The feeling cannot be described.
You are sitting with legs stretched on a sea shore,
with no one but you,
with the sea air brushing past your hair
and the sea water creating mist of sprinkles in your eyes,
the small tiny droplets causing pleasant coolness.
And you sit there with no one but you.
But there is a feeling of a presence even in the absence.
Like a friend, who says no word but only listens...
Listens to words unsaid,
Listens to the sorrow behind the smile...happiness.
A relieved feeling of the presence even in the absence.
A communion.
And you sit there with no one but YOU.
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