A Peck of Gold
~ Robert Frost
Dust always blowing about the town,
Except when sea-fog laid it down,
And I was one of the children told
Some of the blowing dust was gold.All the dust the wind blew high
Appeared like God in the sunset sky,
But I was one of the children told
Some of the dust was really gold.Such was life in the Golden Gate:
Gold dusted all we drank and ate,
And I was one of the children told,
‘We all must eat our peck of gold.’
Thousands of candles can be lit from a single candle, and the life of the candle will not be shortened. Happiness never decreases by being shared.
Buddha
Life takes on new meaning when we invest ourselves in others.
(from ODB.org)
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Ace Palm Springs. Photo by Tim Melideo.
Life is all about change. Sometimes it’s painful.
Sometimes it’s beautiful. But most of the time it’s both.
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Life has meaning only in the struggle. Triumph or defeat is in the hands of the Gods. So let us celebrate the struggle!
Swahili Warrior Song
When you were born, you cried and the world rejoiced. Live your life so that when you die, the world cries and you rejoice.
Cherokee Expression
