"AT THE CROSSROADS" He stood at the crossroads all alone, the sunrise in his face, He had no thought for the world unknown. He was set for a manly race. But the road stretched east and the road stretched west, and the boy knew not which road was best, so he strolled on the road that let him down, and he lost the race and the victors crown. He was caught at last in an angry snare, because no one stood at the crossroads there. Another day at the self same place, A boy with high hopes stood. He, too, was set for a manly race. He, too, was seeking for the things that were good, But one was there who the roads did know, and that could show him which way to go. So he turned from the road that would lead him down, and he won the race and the victors crown. He walks today the highway fair, because one stood at the crossroads there to show him the better Road Author unknown "THOUGHTS ARE THINGS" I hold it true that thoughts are things, They're endowed with bodies and breathe and wings, and that we send them forth to fill the world with good results, or ill. That which we call our secret thought speeds forth to earths remotest spot leaving it's blessings or it's woes like tracks behind it as it goes. We build our future thought by thought, for good or ill yet know it not, yet so the universe was wroght. Thought is another word for fate choose then thy destiny and wait. For love brings love, and hate brings hate. Author unknown "ABOU BEN ADHEM" Abou Ben Adhem (May his tribe increase!) awoke one morning from a deep dream of peace and saw within the moonlight in his room, making it rich like a lily in bloom, an angel writing in a book of gold. Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem Bold, and to the presence in the room he said, "what writest thow?", the vision raised it's head, and with a look made of all sweet accord answered, "the names of those who love the Lord." "and is mine one?"asked Abou, "Nay not so," replied the angel, Abou spoke more low, but cheerfully still, and said, "I pray thee then write me as one who loves his fellow men." The angel wrote and vanished, the next night it came again with a great wakening light. and showed the names who love of God had blessed and, lo, Ben Adhem's name led all the rest. by James Henry Leigh Hunt Inspirational Orchids Boy Under the Tree More Words of Wisdom Coming Soon