Meditation

Poetry by Henry John Steiner, poet…

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Look to this day,

For it is life,

The very life of life.

In its brief course lie all

The realities and verities of existence,

The bliss of growth,

The splendor of action,

The glory of power—

For yesterday is but a dream,

And tomorrow is only a vision,

But today, well lived,

Makes every yesterday a dream of happiness

And every tomorrow a vision of hope.

Look well, therefore, to this day.

Kālidasā

Guide my hand while I run this race.

For I don’t want to run this race in vain.

Spiritual

There are rivers within us, can we not sit by them? These rivers have a source—and a haven downstream. As we sit by the river, are we not also the river? Is the river not us? I am an eddy in the stream—there is no I—just the river with something that is me diffused therein. Do I sport in the current, or am I dragged in the current? The rocks and the trees and I present ourselves as outcroppings of the same matter. We are outcroppings of a universal nature.

Anon.

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