Dithering, stumbling, fumbling
Clutching at the slightest support,
Yet sticking to the righteous path
Slow, but unwavering
Let us move in this dark hour
When Honesty is at test
And things are crumbling.
Remember,
A pious heart glows and lights up the dark.
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April 17, 2009 at 9:23 pm |
While God waits for His church
to be built of love,
men bring stones.
-Rabindranath Tagore
April 18, 2009 at 1:58 am |
Akash, a very apt quotation indeed.