Oh the comfort--
the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person--
having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words,
but pouring them all right out,
just as they are,
chaff and grain together,
certain that a faithful hand will take and sift them,
keep what is worth keeping,
and with the breath of kindness blow the rest away.

"Friendship" by M. M. Craik

Wednesday, December 19, 2012

Wealth of Living

There's been a lot of discussion lately about "wealth," and how much wealth one person or family needs to live comfortably.  The rich are asked to pay more in taxes so that there will be funds to help the less fortunate.  "Wealth" is determined by income and socioeconomic status.
This little piece, while titled "Wealth in Living," never speaks about financial success.  Wealth is not monetary but moral--what do we have to give that could help another soul.  The author asks us to cast self aside.  A strange concept in today's world where we spend more time thinking about ourselves than others.
Today's poem has no author attributed other than the initials A.M.  I can't find any reference in a google search.  The piece was submitted to the journal by a Thekla Freund.
This is true wealth of living:
  To share in other's lives,
To feel their joy in giving,
   Their faith which upward strives;
To lend to others' weakness
   What strength we can command
To learn to live with meekness,
   To try to understand.
This is true wealth of living:
   Not hoarding any good,
But day by day forgiving
   Each hostile word or mood;
Not keeping any treasures,
   Just for our selfish ends,
But passing on the pleasures
   Each sparkling morning sends.
This is true wealth of living:
   To cast self all aside,
And in serene thanksgiving
   For all life's good, abide.

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