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Don’t Quit


When things go wrong, as they sometimes will
When the road you’re trudging seems all uphill
When the funds are low and the debts are high
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh
When care is pressing you down a bit
Rest if you must, but don’t you quit.

Life is queer with its twists and turns
As every one of us sometimes learns
And many a fellow turns about
When he might have won, had he stuck it out.
Don’t give up though the pace seems slow
You may succeed with another blow.

Often the goal is nearer than
It seems to a faint and faltering man;
Often the struggler has given up
When he might have captured the victor’s cup;
And he learned too late when the night came down
How close he was to the golden crown.

Success is failure turned inside out
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt
And you never can tell how close you are
It may be near when it seems afar;
So stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit
It’s when things seem worst that you mustn’t quit

The Wise Woman’s Stone


A wise woman who was traveling in the mountains found a precious stone in a stream. The next day she met another traveler who was hungry, and the wise woman opened her bag to share her food. The hungry traveler saw the precious stone and asked the woman to give it to him. She did so without hesitation. The traveler left, rejoicing in his good fortune. He knew the stone was worth enough to give him security for a lifetime. But a few days later he came back to return the stone to the wise woman.

“I’ve been thinking,” he said, “I know how valuable the stone is, but I give it back in the hope that you can give me something even more precious. Give me what you have within you that enabled you to give me something more precious. Give me what you have within you that enabled you to give me the stone.

Believe Nothing


Believe nothing, O monks, merely because you have been told it . . . or because it is traditional, or because you yourselves have imagined it. Do not believe what your teacher tells you merely out of respect for the teacher. But whatsoever, after due examination and analysis, you find to be conducive to the good, the benefit, the welfare of all beings–that doctrine believe and cling to, and take it as your guide.

The Buddha

My Angel


 My Angel ever at my side
how lovely you must be –
To leave your home in heaven,
to guard someone like me.

When I’m far away from home,
or maybe hard at work
I know you will protect me,
from harm along the way.

Your beautiful and shining face,
I see not, though you’re near
The sweetness of your lovely voice,
I cannot really hear.

When I pray, you’re praying too,
your prayer is just for me.
But, when I sleep you never do,
You’re watching over me.

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أقف مدهوشة أتأمل عينيك وأغرق

أبحر نحوك وأغرق

ارمي أسلحتي وأعلن هزيمتي وأغرق

سأعترف: ……

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وقبل أنين الآه ألفظ اسمك

سأعترف:

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وأن روحي طيف خيال في بحور اللقاء

سأعترف أنك جعلتني كنهر تائه

كخيوط شمس تعطيك حباً وتغرق

           Kitty

يا حبيبي كلما هب الهوى

                            وشدا البلبل نجوى حبه

لفني الوجد وأضناني الهوى

                            كفراش ليس يدري ما به