The Write Idea

02/09/2010

For Winter Days

Filed under: Poetry — ljcollins @ 9:21 pm
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On many an idle day have I grieved over lost time.  But it is never lost, my lord. Thou hast taken every moment of my life in thine own hands.
Hidden in the heart of things, thou art nourishing seeds into sprouts, buds into blossoms, and ripening flowers into fruitfulness.
I was tired and sleeping on my idle bed and imagined all work had ceased. In the morning I woke up and found my garden full with wonders of flowers.
~~Rabindranath Tagore

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5 Comments »

  1. I needed to read this — on a couple of different levels. Beautiful.

    Comment by PJ — 02/10/2010 @ 8:31 am | Reply

  2. Oh my. This takes my breath away. Like PJ, I too needed to read this. Thank you, thank you.

    Comment by Fran Rossi Szpylczyn — 02/10/2010 @ 9:10 am | Reply

  3. Gorgeous–thank you!!!

    Comment by Doxy — 02/10/2010 @ 10:27 am | Reply

  4. hey! glad to find you here! glad you are blogging again.

    impressed by the wordpress design. I’ve thought about changing for a long time, but it’s not easy…

    Comment by Diane — 02/10/2010 @ 10:31 pm | Reply

  5. Thanks, all. It’s fun to see my old blogging buddies somewhere other than FB. I don’t know about wordpress versus blogger versus other options. I think if what you have is working for you, why change?

    Comment by ljcollins — 02/11/2010 @ 12:00 pm | Reply


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