A kingdom behold (Download)
Wednesday 5 October 2011
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When ye thinks he or she hath so little
Be surprised and awakened for ye have so much,
For the wealth be in the understanding
Not for what you have or simply do not.
Enjoying, being grateful and celebrating whatever capacity you may have for life, can truly be the first step of revelation, the ultimate awareness if you will. For without this first and most greatest of all steps, do all other steps pale into insignificance or simply cease to exist.
The following poem by Sir Edward Dyer of the 16th century highlights the power of the mind in a most eloquent way and comforting for us all to imbibe, to help free you from suffering, if that is what you wish.
My Mind to Me a Kingdom Is
My mind to me a kingdom is;
Such present joys therein I find
That it excels all other bliss
That world affords or grows by kind.
Though much I want which most would have,
Yet still my mind forbids to crave.
No princely pomp, no wealthy store,
No force to win the victory,
No wily wit to salve a sore,
No shape to feed a loving eye;
To none of these I yield as thrall.
For why my mind doth serve for all.
I see how plenty suffers oft,
And hasty climbers soon do fall;
I see that those which are aloft
Mishap doth threaten most of all;
They get with toil, they keep with fear.
Such cares my mind could never bear.
Content I live, this is my stay;
I seek no more than may suffice;
I press to bear no haughty sway;
Look, what I lack my mind supplies;
Lo, thus I triumph like a king,
Content with that my mind doth bring.
Some have too much, yet still do crave;
I little have, and seek no more.
They are but poor, though much they have,
And I am rich with little store.
They poor, I rich; they beg, I give;
They lack, I leave; they pine, I live.
I laugh not at another's loss;
I grudge not at another's gain;
No worldly waves my mind can toss;
My state at one doth still remain.
I fear no foe, I fawn no friend;
I loathe not life, nor dread my end.
Some weigh their pleasure by their lust,
Their wisdom by their rage of will;
Their treasure is their only trust;
A cloaked craft their store of skill.
But all the pleasure that I find
Is to maintain a quiet mind.
My wealth is health and perfect ease;
My conscience clear my choice defense;
I neither seek by bribes to please,
Nor by deceit to breed offense.
Thus do I live; thus will I die.
Would all did so as well as I!
For a wonderful website to express and view comments of gratitude visit: www.IamSoGrateful.org
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