For LKAdvani let me quote a poem "Passing of Arthur" written by Lord Alfred Tennyson.. (A great writter during 1850s era..whom I always loved..for he also wrote a poem on "siege of Lucknow" ..hence was always able to relate to him and another great guy Ruryard Kipling) And slowly answer’d Arthur from the barge: "The old order changeth, yielding place to new, And God fulfils himself in many ways, Lest one good custom should corrupt the world. Comfort thyself: what comfort is in me? I have liv’d my life, and that which I have done May He within himself make pure! but thou, If thou shouldst never see my face again ,Pray for my soul. More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice Rise like a fountain for me night and day. For what are men better than sheep or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain, If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer Both for themselves and those who call them friend? For so the whole round earth is every way Bound by gold chains about the feet of God.
Posted on: Fri, 13 Sep 2013 08:22:21 +0000
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