This so true! I now have evidence to back up my previous post on how we make choices :-)
Making Decisions
Making decisions by rolling the dice
is safe as a house on fire, steady a stand
as walking on water or dancing on ice.
Think it all over and check it out twice
all of the facts are not at your command,
so make your decisions by rolling the dice.
All our inventions have made no device
for seeing the future. Whatever you planned
is walking on water and dancing on ice.
No matter how hard you work, you'll be surprised
so whatever happens, you must understand
it always comes down to just rolling the dice.
So pull out a quarter and cover your eyes,
toss it and catch on the back of your hand,
walk on the water and dance on the ice.
Prophecy comes at a terrible price,
best write your future on wind-drifted sand,
make your decisions by rolling the dice,
walk on the water and dance on the ice.
Saturday, August 11, 2007
Thursday, August 09, 2007
Yet another dreamy poem
Alive With Love
I have died a thousand times this day,
A million since I first saw your face;
Paralyzed
Frozen
Overwhelmed
to the point where tears no longer flow.
I am so alive with love
I can no longer live like a normal person.
-- Catherine Seress (Bharati)
Beautiful .. isn't it?
I have died a thousand times this day,
A million since I first saw your face;
Paralyzed
Frozen
Overwhelmed
to the point where tears no longer flow.
I am so alive with love
I can no longer live like a normal person.
-- Catherine Seress (Bharati)
Beautiful .. isn't it?
Monday, August 06, 2007
The Glow of Your Presence
This one made my day!
I never really cared for the things of this world.
It was the glow of your presence
that filled it with beauty.
-- Hafiz
I never really cared for the things of this world.
It was the glow of your presence
that filled it with beauty.
-- Hafiz
Wednesday, August 01, 2007
Another Rumi classic ...
I had a chance to re-read this poem today. You cannot help being deeply moved by Rumi! Someday, I'll read this to the woman in my life :-)
-o-o-o-
In the early morning hour,
just before dawn, lover and beloved wake
and take a drink of water.
She asks, “Do you love me or yourself more?
Really, tell the absolute truth.”
He says, “There's nothing left of me.
I’m like a ruby held up to the sunrise.
Is it still a stone, or a world
made of redness? It has no resistance
to sunlight.”
-- Rumi
-o-o-o-
In the early morning hour,
just before dawn, lover and beloved wake
and take a drink of water.
She asks, “Do you love me or yourself more?
Really, tell the absolute truth.”
He says, “There's nothing left of me.
I’m like a ruby held up to the sunrise.
Is it still a stone, or a world
made of redness? It has no resistance
to sunlight.”
-- Rumi
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