Grateful for another day to live To love, survive? I find such simple pleasures Just by walking in rain For every day that comes to me Is never quite the same Each moment is precious Each breath I inward take My heartbeat is passing time The thoughts that I shall make  Mostly I take for…

To see a world in a grain of sand And heaven in a wild flower Hold infinity in the palm of your hand And eternity in an hour William Blake

My grandmothers were strong They followed ploughs and bent to toil They moved through fields sowing seeds They touched Earth and grain grew They were full of sturdiness and song My grandmothers were strong They spun cotton into thread On the charkha And made cloth to dress their children My grandmothers were strong They milked…

I shall pass through life but once Any good, therefore, that I can do Or any kindness I can show To any fellow creature Let me do it now let me not defer or neglect it For I shall not pass this way again Stephen Grellet [Link to the book]

And your body is the harp of your soul And it is yours to bring forth Sweet music from it Or confused sounds Khalil Gibran [Link to the book]

When someone goes out into his work He is alive like a tree in spring He is living, not merely working There is no point in work Unless it absorbs you Like an absorbing game If it doesn’t absorb you If it is never fun, don’t do it! D.H. Lawrence [Link to the book]

The plough that cleaves the soil Produces nurture He that bestirs his feet Completes the journey A. P. Elkin [Link to the book]

Then there is the peace of mind At the closing of the day That comes with easy conscience That we have done the best we may But the lasting kind of peace Comes from deep within It grows to win A peace with life itself That runs along life’s way It never lets you down…

Count no day lost In which you waited your turn Took your share And sought advantage of none Robert Brault [Link to the book]

Question not, but live and labour Till the goal is won Helping every feeble neighbour Seeking help from none Life is mainly froth and bubble Two things stand like stone Kindness in another’s trouble Courage in your own Adam Lindsay Gordon [Link to the book]