Thursday, July 29, 2010

perennial as the grass


Go placidly amid the noise and haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible without surrender
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.

Avoid loud and aggressive persons,
they are vexations to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain and bitter;
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.

Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs;
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals;
and everywhere life is full of heroism.

Be yourself.
Especially, do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love;
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment
it is as perennial as the grass.

Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.

You are a child of the universe,
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be,
and whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.

With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful.
Strive to be happy.

So much for my all are so kind with your concern, right neighborly I'd say.  I haven't come up with the sign, but...the one thing that has changed, the lesson here if one were to look deeply enough:

My neighbors that I don't really know, who I did not think cared much for me have been nothing but kind, all their eyes and shoulders, hands and feet- walking, talking and looking for that sign.  They have touched me in a well worn space with their kindness.

Signs can be replaced, people can't.

  For this, for the outpouring of love and concern, I am thankful.

I did take a hike on the 26th...trying to match the level of my intense emotions with the landscape...and may I say, the place of awe above did bring me joy- I wept as I came upon what found me speechless, stronger and intact.

Take care-


Jane said...

Glad that you have reactivated your comments. Wonderful poem. I am also glad that you have such good neighbors. They are a rare gem!


Little Messy Missy said...

Great poem and beautiful pictures!!! Where are you??

truewonder said...

To me, that is what blogging is all about- how we use to be kind and courteous to our neighbors, over the back fence. You are a good neighbor...that is how I see you. And I thank you for your kindness.

Missy, I am in the great state of other like it. I moved from Illinois to Maine recently and find the highs and lows of it all...well, it keeps me on my toes and off of them at times too, on my knees. Take care-

Anonymous said...

Beautiful much like you. Love you. -Beka

Dawn said...

thank you for the lovely comment on my blog.
I am so sorry about your sign.
your photos of the coast are lovely and remind me of the PNW in so many ways.
for some reason I want to tell you to be gentle with yourself. dont know where that came from but I felt the need to say it.

truewonder said...

...and I had a need to hear it. Continue to inspire, it does indeed make a difference. Thank you.
take care-

Jayne said...

And so... we continue to move forward... putting one foot in front of the other, and then we find ourselves in a place such as the one above and are consumed with the peace of the Desiderata. Life is good, and you are a deep, thoughtful soul my friend. Arm in arm, we'll all just keep walking.

troutbirder said...

Yes exactly. I love that. And strive to live up to it, failing as I often do....

truewonder said...

You too, TB? That is comforting to know, not that you would ever fail, but that you get up with the gusto of strive...
That's the secret right there in a nutshell, we all can survive anything...Hell, surviving is the easy part- striving is the kicker.

( a little smile for me...)
And miss Jayne, you're one of those beautiful,beautiful breezes that blow through my life...leaving me feeling always as if I had been embraced. (And yes, it does get deep in here...muck boots required;)