The bird, let loose in Eastern skies,
When hastening fondly home,
Ne’er stoops to earth her wing, nor flies
Where idle warblers roam.
But high she shoots through air and light
Above all low delay,
Where nothing earthly bounds her flight,
Nor shadow dims her way.
So grant me, God, from every care,
And stain of passion free,
Aloft, through Virtue’s purer air,
To hold my course to Thee!
No sin to cloud—no lure to stay
My soul, as home she springs;—
Thy sunshine on her joyful way,
Thy freedom in her wings!
Life is short. Kiss slowly, laugh insanely, love truly and forgive quickly
I saw the long line of the vacant shore
The sea-weed and the shells upon the sand,
And the brown rocks left bare on every hand,
As if the ebbing tide would flow no more,
Then heard I, more distinctly than before,
The ocean breathe and its great breast expand,
And hurrying came on the defenceless land
The insurgent waters with tumultuous roar.
All thought and feeling and desire, I said,
Love, laughter, and the exultant joy of song
Have ebbed from me forever! Suddenly o’er me
They swept again from their deep ocean bed
And in a tumult of delight, and strong
As youth, and beautiful as youth, upbore me.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The Optimist’s Good Morning
In order to grow we must be open to new ideas…new ways of doing things… new ways of thinking.
It is not true that people stop pursuing dreams because they grow old, they grow old because they stop pursuing dreams.
Do you have a dream?
Is your dream strong enough to pull you into tomorrow?
Is your dream powerful enough to give you the strength to overcome all the difficulties you’ll face to acquire it?
What is your dream? Leap into the unknown and go for it. Turn your dream into a reality.
If you fail, learn from it. If you stumble, get up, shake it off, and start over again and again.
Never Quit – Never Give Up
Sometimes the questions are complicated and the answers are simple.