----- Original Message ----- From: Rafael Martinez To: 'Cynthia Groopman' Sent: Monday, November 24, 2008 8:19 AM Subject: Today's Poems
Give Me the Wind I am at my best with the wind in my face, When overcoming the challenge, with pace. The pace that requires more effort, more strength. But once gained momentum, endures with great length. It's easy to sit back, placid and calm Comfort is only a relative balm. It seems an advantage, better than strife But is dulled by stagnation, stifling life. Progress needs movement, energy, drive, No chance for improvement if you do not strive. Nothing's for nothing: cause and effect. That which you work for, you've more chance to get. So give me the wind, let it blow in my face, The more I confront, the more strength I'll embrace. Steps are not mounted, nor challenge o'ercome. Without certain courage or effort be done. --Craig Nicholson The Night Fire No engines shrieking rescue storm the night, And hose and hydrant cannot here avail; The flames laugh high and fling their challenging light, And clouds turn gray and black from silver-pale. The fire leaps out and licks the ancient walls, And the big building bends and twists and groans. A bar drops from its place; a rafter falls Burning the flowers. The wind in frenzy moans. The watchers gaze, held wondering by the fire, The dwellers cry their sorrow to the crowd, The flames beyond themselves rise higher, higher, To lose their glory in the frowning cloud, Yielding at length the last reluctant breath. And where life lay asleep broods darkly death. --Claude McKay --~--~---------~--~----~------------~-------~--~----~ You received this message because you are subscribed to the Google Groups "Deaf-Blind Inspirational Life Group" group. To post to this group, send email to [email protected] To unsubscribe from this group, send email to [email protected] For more options, visit this group at http://groups.google.com/group/DBILG?hl=en -~----------~----~----~----~------~----~------~--~---
