Honor they father and thy mother: that thy days
may be long upon the land which the Lord thy God
giveth thee.
~ The Holy Bible: Exodus
"Reverence for parents" stands written among the
three laws of most revered righteousness.
~ Aeschylus 525- 456 B.C.
A SOUL'S SOLILOQUY
Today the journey is ended,
I have worked out the mandates of fate;
Naked, alone, undefended,
I knock at the Uttermost Gate.
Behind is life and its longing,
Its trial, it trouble, its sorrow;
Beyond is the Infinite Morning
Of a day without a tomorrow.
Go back to dust and decay,
Body, grown weary and old;
You are worthless to me from today–
No longer my soul can you hold.
I lay you down gladly forever
For a life that is better than this;
I go where partings ne'er sever
You into oblivion's abyss.
Lo, the gate swings wide at my knocking,
Across endless reaches I see
Lost friends with laughter come flocking
To give a glad welcome to me.
Farewell, the maze has been threaded,
This is the ending of strife;
Say not that death should be dreaded –
'Tis but the beginning of life.
Wenonah Stevens Abbott






Good-night Mom, We miss and love you!
HYACINTHS TO FEED THY SOUL
If of thy mortal goods thou art bereft,
And from thy slender store two loaves alone to thee are left,
Sell one, and with the dole
Buy hyacinths to feed thy soul.
Attributed to the Gulistan of Moslih Eddin Sasadi, a
Mohammedan sheik and Persian poet who lived about
1184-1291