Friday \u00a0September 27, 2013<\/p>\n
Hard times — \u00a0a Congress locked in venom and contempt for those with whom one must negotiate, \u00a0“partisan” is a common adjective for elected officials at the national level; \u00a0 Detroit city caught in uncertainties about bankruptcy that stir mistrust and fear for the future; \u00a0 UDM negotiating a McNichols faculty contract turned acrimonious and hurtful.<\/p>\n
Today’s prayer poem \u00a0Rabindranath Tagore \u00a0Poem # 1 Gitanjali<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n Tagore died in the city of his birth, Calcutta, in 1941. \u00a0He vastly influenced poetry, sacred and secular, not only in India but around the world. \u00a0He is the first non-European to win the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1913. \u00a0If you buy Gitanjali,<\/span>\u00a0a book of 100 short sacred poems, prepare yourself to only read one poem at a time so you can sit with it. \u00a0Here is # 1. \u00a0 These poems have no titles, only numbers.<\/p>\n Thou hast made me endless,\u00a0 such is thy pleasure.<\/p>\n This frail vessel thou emptiest again and again,<\/p>\n and fillest it ever with fresh life.<\/p>\n This little flute of a reed thou hast carried over hills and dales,<\/p>\n and hast breathed through it melodies eternally new.<\/p>\n At the immortal touch of thy hands my little heart<\/p>\n loses its limits in joy and gives birth to utterance ineffable.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Thy infinite gifts come to me only on these very small hands of mine.<\/p>\n Ages pass, and still thou pourest,<\/p>\n and still there is room to fill.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Friday \u00a0September 27, 2013 Hard times — \u00a0a Congress locked in venom and contempt for those with whom one must negotiate, \u00a0“partisan” is a common adjective for elected officials at the national level; \u00a0 Detroit city caught in uncertainties about … Continue reading