No H8

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borders, Buddhism, Christianity, compassion, humanity, Islam, Judaism, love, politics, religion, segregation

 

 

it grieves me to see
a world divided by hate,
when so much more
could be accomplished
with LOVE

with LOVE,
compassion and generosity
we could feed the starving
house the homeless
heal the sick

we have so much to lose
through segregation and blame
and so much to gain through sharing
the wealth of resources
in the world

I pray for empathy
conciliation and humility.
Let us put our differences aside
and explore what we have
in common

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Fire for the Mind

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ancestors, bleak, cold, farmers, heritage, immigrants, nature, poverty, refugees, religion, starving

A House is not a home unless it contains food and fire
for the mind as well as the body. ~ Benjamin Franklin

…

Iceland’s earthquakes and volcanoes,
blackened skies, smothered crops, starved livestock
left already poor families
destitute, no means for survival
in a harsh unforgiving landscape
of glaciers, scarce arable land;
only rough terrain for the grazing
of sheep and tough Icelandic horses.

Canada invited immigrants
to settle its prairie provinces,
unite the country from sea to sea.
They needed farmers to break the land,
plant and harvest wheat, barley and rye.
They offered passage by sea and rail
and provided implements to farm,
tools and supplies to last the winter.

In 1900 they left their land
of fire and ice for Saskatchewan,
my Grampa, Magnus Ingimarsson,
and Gramma, Vilborg Gudmundsdottir.
In sea trunks their priceless possessions:
the Lutheran Bible, Prose Eddas,
writings of their distinguished authors
and poets. They had but little else:
household goods, language, culture, courage,
thirst for knowledge, fire in hearts and minds.

Their first shelter dug from prairie sod;
oiled paper, no glass for windows,
scarce logs supported sod for the roof.
The first winters were harsh with freezing
temperatures, driving snow, blizzards
so fierce they couldn’t see their hands
in front of their faces. Many died
walking from their farmhouses to their barns;
but, they persevered and made their home,
tilled the soil, planted, harvested crops
and, in time, became wealthy with food
and fire for mind as well as body.

 
 

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Fire For the Mind

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ancestry, emotion, empathy, farming, foreigners, heritage, Iceland, immigrants, knowledge, loving kindness, mankind, personal, philosophy, pioneers, religion, Saskatchewan, settlers, unconditional love, volcanaoes, world

A House is not a home unless it contains food and fire for the mind as well as the body. ~ Benjamin Franklin

…

Iceland’s earthquakes and volcanoes,
blackened skies, smothered crops, starved livestock
left already poor families
destitute, no means for survival
in a harsh unforgiving landscape
of glaciers, scarce arable land;
only rough terrain for the grazing
of sheep and tough Icelandic horses.

Canada invited immigrants
to settle its prairie provinces,
unite the country from sea to sea.
They needed farmers to break the land,
plant and harvest wheat, barley and rye.
They offered passage by sea and rail
and provided implements to farm,
tools and supplies to last the winter.

In 1900 they left their land
of fire and ice for Saskatchewan,
my Grampa, Magnus Ingimarsson,
and Gramma, Vilborg Gudmundsdottir.
In sea trunks their priceless possessions:
the Lutheran Bible, Prose Eddas,
writings of their distinguished authors
and poets. They had but little else:
household goods, language, culture, courage,
thirst for knowledge, fire in hearts and minds.

Their first shelter dug from prairie sod;
oiled paper, no glass for windows,
scarce logs supported sod for the roof.
The first winters were harsh with freezing
temperatures, driving snow, blizzards
so fierce they couldn’t see their hands
in front of their faces. Many died
walking from their farmhouses to their barns;
but, they persevered and made their home,
tilled the soil, planted, harvested crops
and, in time, became wealthy with food
and fire for mind as well as body.

 

 

 

The Light

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afterlife, Budhhism, death, eternity, forever, joy, near death experience, religion, soul, spirit, spiritual, transcendence, unconditional love

I look toward the light;
not of summer
or the dawn.

I walk toward the light;
not of evenings
or of noon.

I fly toward the light,
light everlasting
comes from me.

I’m united with the light
as one eternal,
as one free.