Pentecost
Pentecost
by
Nora Kelly
Each day offers us the gift of being a
special occasion
if we can simply learn
that as well as giving,
it is blessed to receive with grace and a
grateful
heart.
~
Sarah Ban Breathnach
When will
our consciences grow so tender
that we
will act to prevent human misery
rather than avenge
it?
~ Eleanor Roosevelt
He who
would make his own liberty secure
must guard
even his enemy from oppression;
for if he
violates this duty
he establishes a precedent that will reach to
himself.
~ Thomas
Paine
"Your silent tents of green
We deck with fragrant flowers;
Yours has the suffering been,
The
memory shall be ours."
~
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
"Do not stand at my grave and weep;
I am not
there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the softly
falling snow.
I am the gentle showers of rain.
I am the fields of ripening
grain.
I am the morning hush.
I am the graceful rush
of beautiful birds
in circling flight.
I am the star shine of the night.
I am the flowers
that bloom.
I am in a quiet room.
I am the birds that sing.
I am in
each lovely thing.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not
there. I did not die."
...Mary Frye, Baltimore MD,
Circa 1933
May 30, 2004
Pentecost
