Each time a man stands up for an ideal, or acts to improve the lot of others, or strikes out against injustice, he sends forth a tiny ripple of hope, and crossing each other from a million different centers of energy and daring, those ripples build a current that can sweep down the mightiest walls of oppression and resistance.
Robert Kennedy, South Africa 1966.


Wednesday, March 6, 2013

These Are A Part of Me

I copied out this Poem which claims to be written by Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn.  It is entitled

Prayer

O Lord, it is easy to dwell with You!
So easy for me to believe in You!


When Spirit clouds over and I, crushed, am made dumb,
When even the smartest people know not what tomorrow will bring.
You bestow the assuredness of being.
Vigilantly keeping the Channels of Goodness unclogged.
Surpassing thus the summit of earthly glory I behold the way.

Which alone, I never could have found.
Wondrous Way, opposite of despair,
Whence myself shall become the reflection of your world.

What need have I to speak what You alone
shall reveal for me,
And if I find not the time to carry it through
It means You've chosen others for the task.

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