W ord Flings
Oct 22, 2004 09:02 PM
by leonmaurer
Thought you all might be interested in this theosophical poem.
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WORD FLINGS
Words are things that learning brings,
Words make rings of karmic springs,
Words are jewels that smooth and shape,
Words are tools that cut and scrape.
Words are friends who sooth and drape,
Words are beasts that rip and rape,
Put together in sentences,
Words reflect our mentences.
Flung out on the wings of thought,
Words rebound what we have wrought.
Thus, in mind, good counsel keep;
For, as we sow, so shall we reap.
So, forever be careful what we say.
If words harm one who’s in our way,
karma, as always, wins the play.
And, we must surely pay… Someday.
© Len Maurer, 1984 - 2004
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