The life I try to live... and a poem

mississippifarmboy

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I was talking to a dear friend of mine about life. I know I'm not perfect, I've not always been the person I wish I could be. But every single day I try to do better, to learn more, to live more. I have this poem in a large frame above the nightstand in my bedroom. It is the first thing I see every morning when I wake up and the last thing I see every night before I turn out the lights to go to sleep. I read it slowly twice a day, every day. I guess I just wanted to share it.



Go placidly amid the noise and haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.

As far as possible without surrender
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons,
they are vexatious to the spirit.

If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain or bitter;
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.

Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.
Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs;
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals;
and everywhere life is full of heroism.

Be yourself.
Especially, do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love;
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment
it is as perennial as the grass.

Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.

Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.
You are a child of the universe,
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be,
and whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.

With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful.
Strive to be happy.




This was writen by Max Ehrmann (1872-1945) and is titled "Desiderata" which means "desired things" in old Latin.
 
My parents had this poem framed and on walls in more than one room of any house I grew up in - we moved around a lot. I still have two of these framed poems in my house today, and it will always be a treasured memory in my life.
 
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Very nice MFB.
 
Awesome poem, MFB...
Wouldnt expect anything less from such a great man...
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Great great things to not forget about this one life we have...
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Thanks for sharing..
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O yes, the Desiderata! We have it framed & up in our bedroom too. When I met my husband, we each had a copy of it. We try to live by it. We've been married 35 years this Sept. so I think it works!
 
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