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RIPPLE OF HOPE
"Each time a man stands up for an ideal, or acts to improve the lot of others, or strikes out against injustice, he sends forth a tiny ripple of hope, and crossing each other from a million different centers of energy and daring, those ripples build a current that can sweep down the mightiest walls of oppression and resistance."
"Each time a man stands up for an ideal, or acts to improve the lot of others, or strikes out against injustice, he sends forth a tiny ripple of hope, and crossing each other from a million different centers of energy and daring, those ripples build a current that can sweep down the mightiest walls of oppression and resistance."
HOMECOMING
I returned to the olive grove
with the old olive trees,
the fig trees and tha almond trees
and the cicadas singing endlessly.
suns and moons
are born and die
here-
in the thyme bushes
in the caper's blossoms
between the flying of the birds
Lots of son, sky and earth,
and a strip of sea
forever suspended
above the treetops.
Yet, I come and go
through a rotating door
which is neither entrancne nor exit.
-George C. Chryssis
I returned to the olive grove
with the old olive trees,
the fig trees and tha almond trees
and the cicadas singing endlessly.
suns and moons
are born and die
here-
in the thyme bushes
in the caper's blossoms
between the flying of the birds
Lots of son, sky and earth,
and a strip of sea
forever suspended
above the treetops.
Yet, I come and go
through a rotating door
which is neither entrancne nor exit.
-George C. Chryssis
Monday, June 11, 2007
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