A MountainWings Original by Ana Flores-Rodas, Honduras
(A comment from the issue, “Itty Bitty Things”)
Upon going to work everyday, I would encounter a beggar sitting on his wheelchair at a very crowded corner just under the streetlight of my city, San Pedro Sula.
He would extend his hand to every stopped car at the red light, and when given something, he would always say God Bless You, but when refused, he would simply smile and wave.
His smile and blessing would make my day brighter. There he was, in need but giving all he could: a bright smile and a blessing.
It always made me meditate and give thanks for how wealthy and fortunate I was. I had a family, a car, a job, a home; and yet, he would always make me feel that he was richer!
I got so used to his being there that I would take that street even though crowded just to receive his blessing and smile. It was nothing money could buy.
It was just an itty-bitty thing that transformed our daily rush hour. Undoubtedly, he must have passed away because he is no longer there, yet every time I pass that corner, his familiar figure is always expected and I smile and give thanks for him in my life. He taught me a great lesson, and I shall always remember his smile!
Good morning Rosemary! I wanted to leave an inspiring message for you to start your day:
Salutation to the Dawn
Look to this day!
For it is life, the very life of life.
In its brief course
Lie all the verities and realities of your existence:
The bliss of growth
The glory of action
The splendor of beauty
For yesterday is but a dream
And tomorrow only a vision
But today well lived makes every yesterday a dream of happiness
And every tomorrow a vision of hope.
Elisabetta Errani Emaldi
Jun 20, 2009
The Ancient One
A MountainWings Original by Ana Flores-Rodas, Honduras
(A comment from the issue, “Itty Bitty Things”)
Upon going to work everyday, I would encounter a beggar sitting on his wheelchair at a very crowded corner just under the streetlight of my city, San Pedro Sula.
He would extend his hand to every stopped car at the red light, and when given something, he would always say God Bless You, but when refused, he would simply smile and wave.
His smile and blessing would make my day brighter. There he was, in need but giving all he could: a bright smile and a blessing.
It always made me meditate and give thanks for how wealthy and fortunate I was. I had a family, a car, a job, a home; and yet, he would always make me feel that he was richer!
I got so used to his being there that I would take that street even though crowded just to receive his blessing and smile. It was nothing money could buy.
It was just an itty-bitty thing that transformed our daily rush hour. Undoubtedly, he must have passed away because he is no longer there, yet every time I pass that corner, his familiar figure is always expected and I smile and give thanks for him in my life. He taught me a great lesson, and I shall always remember his smile!
Apr 7, 2010
Brent N. Hunter
Salutation to the Dawn
Look to this day!
For it is life, the very life of life.
In its brief course
Lie all the verities and realities of your existence:
The bliss of growth
The glory of action
The splendor of beauty
For yesterday is but a dream
And tomorrow only a vision
But today well lived makes every yesterday a dream of happiness
And every tomorrow a vision of hope.
Look well, therefore to this day!
Such is the salutation to the dawn.
- Kalidasa, Indian Poet
Apr 20, 2010