“Leave this chanting and singing and telling of beads! Whom dost thou worship in this lonely dark corner of a temple with doors all shut?
Open thine eyes and see thy God is not before thee!
He is there where the tiller is tilling the hard ground and where the pathmaker is breaking stones.
He is with them in sun and in shower, and his garment is covered with dust.”
~Rabindranath Tagore
open thine eyes
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5 responses to “open thine eyes”
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how incredibly beautiful :)
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Beautiful. Such wonderful shades of pink.
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I love begonias. This lovely poem reminds me of a joke:
A pastor is wandering down a country lane, admiring beautiful fields of corn. He spies the farmer on his knees between the rows, pulling weeds.
“Isn’t God’s creation just absolutely lovely?” he asks the farmer, indicating all the beautiful rows of corn.
“Sure, but you should have seen the lousy job God was doing before I came along to help!” he replied.
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Now that is just plain one of my favorite colors.
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rich: that’s hilarious!
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