“The frog and the Lilly pad” A girl asks her Grandmother, “How do you know what your purpose in life is?” Grandmother takes the child by the hand and leads her to a frog sitting on a lily pad in a pond. “Dear little one, see this frog? Does he have to think about what…
“Trust love even if it brings sorrow.
Do not close up your heart.”
By the hand of a child I am led to the throne of the King
Last night a pale young Moon was wed
Unto the amorous, eager Sea;
Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea
Compassion is the wish to see others free from suffering.
The air is silent save where stirs
A bugling breeze among the firs;
The virgin world in white array
Waits for the bridegroom kiss of day;
Unearth your talents
One day while walking through the wilderness a man stumbled upon a
I bade my heart build these poor rhymes:
It worked at them, day out, day in,
I know a place for loitering feet
Deep in the valley where the breeze
Makes melody in lichened boughs,
And murmurs low love-litanies.
Once I was a lonely dog, Just looking for a home. I had no place to go, No one to call my own.