If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream – and not make dreams your master;
If you can think – and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with wornout tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on”;
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings – nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run –
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And – which is more – you’ll be a Man my son!
*** Rudyard Kipling ***
* GOD’S INVISIBLE BREATH *
The man whispered,
“God, speak to me.”
And a meadowlark sang.
But the man did not hear.
God’s Mighty yet Gentle Calling
So the man yelled,
“God, speak to me!”
And the thunder rolled across the sky.
But the man did not listen.
The man looked around and said,
“God, let me see you.”
And a star shone brightly.
But the man did not notice.
God’s Light in the Dark .. A Sign He’s always there
And the man shouted,
“God, show me a miracle!”
And a life was born.
But the man did not know.
So, the man cried out in despair.
“Touch me God, and let me know that you are here!”
Whereupon God reached down and touched the man.
But the man brushed the butterfly away and walked on.
God’s Gentle Touch; Unheeded by Man
Don’t miss out on a blessing because
it isn’t packaged the way you expect.
*An Old Hindu Poem*