One by one the moments fall; Some are coming, some are going
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Anand Thakur
One by one the moments fall; Some are coming, some are going
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Do not strive to grasp them all.
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To listen to Earth’s weary voices Louder every day Bidding her no longer linger
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Lest the chain be broken Ere the pilgrimage be done.
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No star is ever lost we once have seen, We always may be what we might have been.
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See how time makes all grief decay.
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I do not ask, O Lord, that life may be a pleasant road.
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No star is lost once we have seen
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Hark! the hours are softly calling Bidding Spring arise To listen to the rain-drops falling From the cloudy skies
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Did we not hear The flutter of its wings, and feel it near, And just within our reach? It was.
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Do no cheat thy Heart and tell her, ‘Grief will pass away.’
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Do not look at life’s long sorrow; see how small each moment’s pain.
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We always may be what we might have been.
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Have we not all, amid life’s petty strife
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Have we not all, amid life’s petty strife, / Some pure idea of a noble life / That once seemed possible?
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Take them readily when given, Ready, too, to let them go.
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