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Every morning a new arrival…

Posted in "Wit"icisms", Rumi with tags , , , , , , , , , on May 31, 2015 by Mj Rains

This being human is a guest house.

Every morning a new arrival.

A joy, a depression, a meanness,

some momentary awareness comes

as an unexpected visitor.

– The Guest House, Rumi

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Give me the splendid silent sun…

Posted in Poetry at large with tags , , , , , , , , on November 22, 2011 by Mj Rains

I’ve been thinking about what I’m thankful for…you know, this time of year brings it out in most of us, and I find there are too many things that I’m thankful for, even for the things not yet to have happened, or the things not yet attained. But the simple things are always there, without a thought, without a second glance, nature, our surroundings, our basic comforts, all that we take for granted, which has somehow led me to this Walt Whitman poem today…

Give me the splendid silent sun with all his beams full-dazzling,
Give me juicy autumnal fruit, ripe and red from the orchard,
Give me a field where the unmowed grass grows,
Give me an arbor, give me the trellised grape,
Give me fresh corn and wheat, give me serene-moving animals teaching content,
Give me nights perfectly quiet as on high plateaus west of the Mississippi, and I looking up at the stars,
Give me odorous at sunrise a garden of beautiful flowers where I can walk undisturbed,
Give me for marriage a sweet-breathed woman (man) of whom I should never tire,
Give me a perfect child, give me, away aside from the noise of the world, a rural domestic life,
Give me to warble spontaneous songs recluse by myself, for my own ears only,
Give me solitude, give me Nature, give me again, O Nature, your primal sanities!

Happy Thanksgiving…

Posted in Culture with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on November 26, 2009 by Mj Rains

Eat the bird, eat the pie, drink the wine, watch the football, don’t watch the football, drink more wine, eat leftovers at midnight, drink more wine, tell hairy family members to bugger off, eat more pie with extra reddi¬†whip…do all this guilt free, no calorie counting…being ever thankful for being alive and well enough to do it at all…

 

Oh, and make sure you have a laugh too…

 

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