"The world breaks every one and afterward many are strong at the broken places. But those that will not break it kills. It kills the very good and the very gentle and the very brave impartially. If you are none of these you can be sure it will kill you too but there will be no special hurry."
~ Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell To Arms



"Our lives disconnect and reconnect, we move on, and later we may touch one another, again bounce away. This is the felt shape of a human life, neither simply linear nor wholly disjunctive nor endlessly bifurcating, but rather this bouncey sequence of bumping into's and tumblings apart."
~ Salman Rushdie, The Ground Beneath Her Feet



Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Grace in A Poem From A 9 Year Old...

My friend Laura posted the last part of a poem on her Facebook that was composed by a nine year old student of hers. I wrote to Laura and said that I believed this section of the poem was an eloquent expression of grace...and that I would share it here on my blog...


"When I am full of silence, I settle in my quiet place, contented and alone, and think no other thoughts except the thoughts that are my own. When I am full of silence, I do not care to play, to run and jump and fuss about the way I usually do all day. The pictures painted in my mind are all I need to see when I am full of silence...When I am truly me."
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