Life was like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're goanna get. –Mama GumpLife is full of surprises, Sometime good and bad. We all have some of these sweet and surprise moments we will never forget in our life. Past couple of days I had couple of these moments.
One of those warmer day in Midwestern winter. I never thought -1°C could feel warmer :). I was walking out of library with the books I checked out, My curiosity kicks in and opened Brothers of Karamazov. A flyer started flying out of the book. More curiosity pours in and was running after that flyer. After a brief run, I caught that flyer and started reading it.
It was a poem written by a native American tribal chief in 1887. Stood in the middle of the road and read the whole poem and amazed by its wisdom. An older lady in the car, waited for me to clear the road and gave me a kind smile. Wisdom of the poem and warmer smile of that old lady struck in my memory. I will never forget that moment.
Oh, Great Spirit, whose voice I hear in the wind,
Whose breath gives life to all the world.
Hear me; I need your strength and wisdom.
Let me walk in beauty, and make my eyes ever behold the red and purple sunset.
Make my hands respect the things you have made and my ears sharp to hear your voice
Make me wise so that I may understand the things you have taught my people.
Help me to remain calm and strong in the face of all that comes towards me.
Let me learn the lessons you have hidden in every leaf & rock.
Help me seek pure thoughts & act with the intention of helping others.
Help me find compassion without empathy overwhelming me.
I seek strength, not to be greater than my brother, but to fight my greatest enemy - Myself.
Make me always ready to come to you with clean hands and straight eyes.
So when life fades, as the fading sunset, my spirit may come to you without shame.
--Native American - Lakota - Chief Yellow Lark - 1887