Personal ~ Langston Hughes

In an envelope marked:


God addressed me a letter.

In an envelope marked:


I have given my answer.

Langston Hughes


Hope ~ Anonymous

Never go gloomy, man with a mind,
    Hope is a better companion than fear;
  Providence, ever benignant and kind,
    Gives with a smile what you take with a tear;
      All will be right,
      Look to the light.
  Morning was ever the daughter of night;
  All that was black will be all that is bright,
     Cheerily, cheerily, then cheer up.

  Many a foe is a friend in disguise,
    Many a trouble a blessing most true,
  Helping the heart to be happy and wise,
    With love ever precious and joys ever new.
      Stand in the van,
      Strike like a man!
  This is the bravest and cleverest plan;
  Trusting in God while you do what you can.
     Cheerily, cheerily, then cheer up.


The Lion Path ~ Gilman

“I dare not!—
               Look! the road is very dark—
  The trees stir softly and the bushes shake,
  The long grass rustles, and the darkness moves
  Here! there! beyond—!
  There’s something crept across the road just now!
  And you would have me go—?
  Go there, through that live darkness, hideous
  With stir of crouching forms that wait to kill?
  Ah, look! See there! and there! and there again!
  Great yellow, glassy eyes, close to the ground!
  Look! Now the clouds are lighter I can see
  The long slow lashing of the sinewy tails,
  And the set quiver of strong jaws that wait—!
  Go there? Not I! Who dares to go who sees
  So perfectly the lions in the path?

  Comes one who dares.
                       Afraid at first, yet bound
  On such high errand as no fear could stay.
  Forth goes he, with lions in his path.
  And then—?
              He dared a death of agony—
  Outnumbered battle with the king of beasts—
  Long struggles in the horror of the night—
  Dared, and went forth to meet—O ye who fear!
  Finding an empty road, and nothing there—
  And fences, and the dusty roadside trees—
  Some spitting kittens, maybe, in the grass.

Charlotte Perkins Gilman

Excerpt From
It Can Be Done / Poems of Inspiration
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Crossing the Bar ~ Tennyson

Crossing The Bar 

Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,

But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.

Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;

For though from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crossed the bar.

Just be Glad ~ Riley

O heart of mine, we shouldn’t
      Worry so!
  What we’ve missed of calm we couldn’t
      Have, you know!
  What we’ve met of stormy pain,
  And of sorrow’s driving rain,
  We can better meet again,
      If it blow!

  We have erred in that dark hour
      We have known,
  When our tears fell with the shower,
      All alone!—

Were not shine and shower blent
  As the gracious Master meant?—
  Let us temper our content
      With His own.

  For, we know, not every morrow
      Can be sad;
  So, forgetting all the sorrow
      We have had,
  Let us fold away our fears,
  And put by our foolish tears,
  And through all the coming years
      Just be glad.

James Whitcomb Riley

Today’s Reflection ~ Courage

“There are Lots of Lonely People Afraid to Make the 1st Move” ~ Tony Vallelonga (Movie Green Book)