Wednesday, October 05, 2011
Grandma's passing
Just left work and in that few moments,
It feels like a persona change.
Moved from an employee
To someone's personal life
I suddenly can feel the loss so acutely
No work to make me concentrate fully on
Yet it was work that I chose to leave
Who am I ?
What am I?
One person's demise
So significant yet so minute in the span of the universe
Have my emotions been locked up the whole of today?
Or did they not exist til now
Till the time I gave them consciousness?
yet another day of memories...
10/05/2011 09:37:00 PM
An Instrument of Peace
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace.
Where there is hatred, let me sow love.
Where there is injury, pardon.
Where there is doubt, faith.
Where there is despair, hope.
Where there is darkness, light.
Where there is sadness, joy.
O Divine Master, grant me that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console;
To be understood as to understand;
To be loved as to love;
For it is in giving that we receive,
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned,
And it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.
(Attributed to St Francis of Assisi )