just a thought
Strange to realize
on our very worst day of life
someone else is having their very best day
Every death
is countered with birth,
Every grieving tear
with belly laughter
On the night we see the stars fall
the sun is rising on the other side of the world.
The human spirit cannot be conquered
we rise again,
and again, each time we fall
Tides come in
tides go out, over and over
With every broken heart
there is an answering new moment of love
For every first kiss
a final slamming of the door –
figuratively and/or literally
For every threshold we cross
we must cross another in a new moment
there are always new crossings
We each have moments of glory
moments of defeat
Worry is always a paper tiger
stripping our moments of joy
Illusions of control hide behind our eyes
always revealed to be a waste of our precious resources
our time here is too valuable to waste on such things
There is a time for every season
In all, we are to bring praise,
as sacrifice – as gift –
this simple act
the amazing hat-trick to the healing of our wounds
when, in every single circumstance,
we stand in the,
sometimes difficult,
sometimes brilliant,
beauty, kindness and truth of that very moment
and give thanks.
AL
Listen to George Harrison sing Give Me Love http://youtu.be/s-KAvPbO8JY
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