THE SPACE WITHIN THE HEART
Somewhere in space there must be people
Who are born in love and grow in its fullness
Blending truth, beauty and goodness
In the effortless practice of love and kindness,
Devoid of pride, fear and pettiness,
Untouched by lusts of greed and power:
Defying decay, pain and suffering
By expressing the self in joy of acceptance.
Somewhere in time there must be people
Who can transcend the human condition,
Casting away its frailties and confusion.
Mastering the self with near perfection-
Yet retaining utter humility-
Nurtured by the power of compassion.
Burning with the zest of life.
Poised in still centre of action.
Inside my heart there are such people :
Glimpsed here and there in far flung space,
Emerging from the flux of time,
Created in sweet fancy's flame.
They are the best of my treasures,
Strong sources of my life's sustenance,
Companions of my dreary hours-
Dear radiant friends who can never fade :
I bless these souls and bless myself,
And ask of the gods that be
To grant such shrines of love and beauty
To the lonely hearts wherever they be!
Somewhere in space there must be people
Who are born in love and grow in its fullness
Blending truth, beauty and goodness
In the effortless practice of love and kindness,
Devoid of pride, fear and pettiness,
Untouched by lusts of greed and power:
Defying decay, pain and suffering
By expressing the self in joy of acceptance.
Somewhere in time there must be people
Who can transcend the human condition,
Casting away its frailties and confusion.
Mastering the self with near perfection-
Yet retaining utter humility-
Nurtured by the power of compassion.
Burning with the zest of life.
Poised in still centre of action.
Inside my heart there are such people :
Glimpsed here and there in far flung space,
Emerging from the flux of time,
Created in sweet fancy's flame.
They are the best of my treasures,
Strong sources of my life's sustenance,
Companions of my dreary hours-
Dear radiant friends who can never fade :
I bless these souls and bless myself,
And ask of the gods that be
To grant such shrines of love and beauty
To the lonely hearts wherever they be!
~Author Unknown~
For those who don't realise how they transcend every definition of beauty and greatness.
3 comments:
this is beautiful!
Isn't it? My grandmother gave it to me. I couldnt have found a better poem to describe her- and she gave it to me! It's ironical.
thats sweet!...
tried to google ramdom parts of this piece.. didnt find anything!... seems like ur grandma herself wrote it or someone close to her did :)
.... it's lovely!
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