I am a wanderer. I would say that I am a seeker, but sometimes I have no idea what I might be seeking, so I will stick with wanderer. This blog is more a public journal than anything. I don't claim to have life figured out. I simply stumble from mystery to mystery, and share my reflections along the way. Sometimes I feel burdened, and trudge. Sometimes? Well sometimes grace breaks through, and its time to dance.
Tuesday, May 23, 2017
Magic People
"People do not regard you with respect ...
because you are proud and vain,
but rather they look up to you when you are polite and hospitable. "
Shaykh
'Abd al- Qadir al- Jilani
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Ah
How I envy those wise old souls
Who have walked through life
Doing what they loved
And doing it
Well
Those wise elders who quietly
Walk the streets of small towns
Surrounded by people
They have known their whole life
People they have scolded, at times
But also
Helped, encouraged, guided
They are always present
And sometimes speak
Always lifting up those around them
Rarely putting themselves forward
Without need of recognition
They are recognized
And cherished
Those magic people
Who make others more,
And leave
A legacy
Of
love
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