Reflections of the Dawn
I stood upon the crest of the highest mountain, calling down to those who dared to follow. That I had attained the greatest of heights. But a voice from above called out to me: ‘Rest not upon your foolish pride for you have taken but a single step. And as you await those to come, there are those that patiently wait for you.’ By Daniel
She walked away from smoke into the darkness . . .
She trusted the unknown would let her breath
Although the unknown darkness scared her...
Its possibilities of life were what she seized
The smoke was slowly suffocating...
She felt life fade with each shallow breath
Though she knew not where the darkness lead
The smoke would surely cause her death
Into the abys, she fiercely walked
Away from all she'd ever known
Despite her many darkenend nights
She breathed fresh air; that of her own...
-CordieB
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I have been blessed through out the years
by kin and strangers alike who have caught my tears
Who have gave me strength; eased my fears. . .
Into their basin of unconditional love supreme . . .
and turned those tears so magically
into a blessing; making sad eyes gleam
who have turned nightmares into dreams . . .
All webs in life are weaved together
we all are one; from begining until forever
though we may be close or lightyears apart
our actions send endless waves rippling to all hearts
So often we may not realize
What we do and say travel endless miles
When we feed the hungry; or simply give a smile . .
However we relate to our fellow man
is chain reacted across the land and back again
Thus far I've been blessed beyond compare
From the whole of humanity, timeless; everywhere
And so I feel compelled to pass on a blessing
to aide humanity in not regressing
into the darkness of separation and instinct
because were're all connected by a common link
So though you may be close or very far,
your light warms humanity like a distant star
Without you there would be no me
Thus, I'm grateful for your being, eternally
For the love you share, I say UBUNTU
I am what I am because of all of you!
Sun brings forth life as a distant star
As such, I AM BECAUSE YOU ARE!
~Written especially for YOU - By CordieB.
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The Four Candles burned slowly. Their Ambiance was so soft you could hear them speak... The first candle said, "I Am Peace, but these days, nobody wants to keep me lit." Then Peace's flame slowly diminishes and goes out completely. The second candle says, "I Am Faith, but these days, I am no longer indispensable." Then Faith's flame slowly diminishes and goes out completely. Sadly the third candle spoke, "I Am Love and I haven't the strength to stay lit any longer." "People put me aside and don't understand my importance. They even forget to love those who are nearest to them." And waiting no longer, Love goes out completely. Suddenly...A child enters the room and sees the three candles no longer burning. The child begins to cry, "Why are you not burning? You are supposed to stay lit until the end." Then the Fourth Candle spoke gently to the little boy, "Don't be afraid, for I Am Hope, and while I still burn, we can re-light the other candles." With Shining eyes the child took the Candle of Hope and lit the other three candles. Never let the Flame of Hope go out of your life. With Hope, no matter how bad things look and are...Peace, Faith and Love can Shine Brightly in our lives.
Photo, entitled, "Generations." Courtesy of toddheft's photos and is licenced under the Creative Commons
Grandma's hands
Clapped in church on Sunday morning
Grandma's hands
Played a tambourine so well
Grandma's hands
Used to issue out a warning
She'd say, Billy don't you run so fast
Might fall on a piece of glass
Might be snakes there in that grass;
Grandma's hands
Grandma's hands
Soothed a local unwed mother
Grandma's hands
Used to ache sometimes and swell
Grandma's hands
Used to lift her face and tell her,
Baby, Grandma understands
That you really love that man
Put yourself in Jesus hands
Grandma's hands
Grandma's hands
Used to hand me piece of candy
Grandma's hands
Picked me up each time I fell
Grandma's hands
Boy, they really came in handy
She'd say, Matty don't you whip that boy
What you want to spank him for?
He didn' drop no apple core;
But I don't have Grandma anymore
If I get to Heaven I'll look for
Grandma's hands
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Toad by *tifachan
Various biological studies have shown that if a toad is placed in a container along with water from his own pond, he will remain there, utterly still, while the water is heated, even when the water reaches boiling point. The toad does not react to the gradual increase in temperature and dies when the water boils. Fat and happy. On the other hand, if a toad is thrown into that container when the water is already boiling, he will jump straight out again, scalded, but alive! Sometimes we behave like the boiled toads. We do not notice changes. We think that everything is fine and that anything bad in our lives will simply go away - that it’s just a matter of time. We are close to death, but still we sit, unchanging and apathetic, while the water around us gets hotter by the minute. We end up dying, fat and happy, without having noticed the changes going on around us. Boiled toads do not understand that, as well as being efficient (doing things right), they need to be effective (doing the right things). And for this to happen, there must be continual growth, with room for dialogue and clear communication, room to share and to plan and to build an adult relationship. The biggest challenge lies in having the humility to respect someone else’s views. There are, however, boiled toads who still believe that the most important thing is obedience, not competence: those who can, lead, but those with any sense, obey. And where does this leave real life? It is far better to emerge from a situation slightly scalded, but still alive and ready to act.
~~Warrior of the Light, Paulo Coelho~~
Looking in the Mirror 
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