For today “a poesy of other men’s flowers…”
“You give but little when you give of your
It is when you give of yourself that you truly
There are those who give little of the much
which they have – and they give it for
recognition and their hidden desire makes
their gifts unwholesome.
And there are those who have little and give it
These are the believers in life and the bounty
of life and their coffer is never empty.
There are those that give with joy and that joy
is their reward.
And there are those that give with pain, and
that pain is their baptism.
And then there are those who give and know not
pain in giving, nor do they seek joy, nor give
with mindfulness of virtue;
They give as in yonder valley the myrtle
breathes its fragrance into space.
Through the hands of such as these God
speaks, and from behind their eyes He smiles
upon the earth.
It is well to give when asked, but it is better to
give unasked, through understanding…
All that you have shall some day be given;
Therefore give now, that the season of giving
may be yours and not your inheritors.”