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GEORGE HARRISON - GOVINDA

George Harrison -"Om Hare Om (Gopala Krishna)"

Autism Night Before Christmas by Cindy Waeltermann

Twas the Night Before Christmas
And all through the house
The creatures were stirring
Yes, even the mouse

We tried melatonin
And gave a hot bath
But the holiday jitters
They always distract
The children were finally
All nestled in bed
When nightmares of terror
Ran through my OWN head
Did I get the right gift
The right color
And style
Would there be a tantrum
Or even, maybe, a smile?
Our relatives come
But they don’t understand
The pleasure he gets
Just from flapping his hands.
“He needs discipline,” they say
“Just a well-needed smack,
You must learn to parent…”
And on goes the attack
We smile and nod
Because we know deep inside
The argument is moot
Let them all take a side
We know what it’s like
To live with the spectrum
The struggles and triumphs
Achievements, regressions…
But what they don’t know
And what they don’t see
Is the joy that we feel
Over simplicity
He said “hello”
He ate something green!
He told his first lie!
He did not cause a scene!
He peed on the potty
Who cares if he’s ten,
He stopped saying the same thing
Again and again!
Others don’t realize
Just how we can cope
How we bravely hang on
At the end of our rope
But what they don’t see
Is the joy we can’t hide
When our children with autism
Make the tiniest stride
We may look at others
Without the problems we face
With jealousy, hatred
Or even distaste,
But what they don’t know
Nor sometimes do we
Is that children with autism
Bring simplicity.
We don’t get excited
Over expensive things
We jump for joy
With the progress work brings
Children with autism
Try hard every day
That they make us proud
More than words can say.
They work even harder
Than you or I
To achieve something small
To reach a star in the sky
So to those who don’t get it
Or can’t get a clue
Take a walk in my shoes
And I’ll assure you
That even 10 minutes
Into the walk
You’ll look at me
With respect, even shock.
You will realize
What it is I go through
And the next time you judge
I can assure you
That you won’t say a thing
You’ll be quiet and learn,
Like the years that I did
When the tables were turned……

ASHVAGHOSHA’S DESCRIPTION OF GAUTAMA’S ENCOUNTER WITH A CORPSE

PRINCE TO THE CHARIOTEER:”WHO IS THIS BORNE BY FOUR MEN, FOLLOWED BY MOURNFUL COMPANIONS, WHO IS BEWAILED, ADOURNED BUT NO LONGER BREATHING?”

CHARIOTEER: THIS IS SOME POOR MAN WHO, BEREFT OF HIS INTELLECT, SENSES, VITAL AIRS AND QUALITIES, LYING ASLEEP AND UNCONSCIOUS, LIKE MERE WOOD OR STRAW, IS ABONDONED ALIKE BY FRIENDS AND ENEMIES AFTER THEY HAVE CAREFULLY SWATHED AND GUARDED HIM.

HAVING HEARD THESE WORDS OF THE CHARIOTEER HE WAS SOMEWHAT STARTLED AND SAID TO HIM, “IS THIS AN ACCIDENT PECULIAR TO HIM ALONE, OR IS SUCH THE END OF ALL LIVING CREATURES?”

THEN THE CHARIOTEER REPLIED TO HIM, “THIS IS THE FINAL END OF ALL LIVING CREATURES; BE IT A MEAN MAN, A MAN OF MIDDLE STATE, OR A NOBLE, DESTRUCTION IS FIXED TO ALL IN THIS WORLD.”

THEN THE KING’S SON, SEDATE THOUGH HE WAS, AS SOON AS HE HEARD OF DEATH, IMMEDIATELY SANK DOWN OVERWHELMED, AND PRESSING THE END OF THE CHARIOT POLE WITH HIS SHOULDER SPOKE WITH A LOUD VOICE:

“IS THIS END APPOINTED TO ALL CREATURES, AND YET THE WORLD THROWS OFF ALL FEAR AND IS INFATUATED! HARD INDEED, I THINK MUST THE HEARTS OF MEN BE, WHO CAN BE SELF-COMPOSED IN SUCH A ROAD.”

“THEREFORE, O CHARIOTEER, TURN BACK OUR CHARIOT, THIS IS NO TIME OR PLACE FOR A PLEASURE-EXCURSION; HOW CAN A RATIONAL BEING, WHO KNOWS WHAT DESTRUCTION IS, STAY HEEDLESS HERE, IN THE HOUR OF CALAMITY?”

FROM GAUTAMA BUDDHA, IQBAL SINGH

LIGHT OF ASIA

 EDWIN ARNOLD

But lo! Siddârtha turned
Eyes gleaming with divine tears to the sky,
Eyes lit with heavenly pity to the earth;
From sky to earth he looked, from earth to sky,
As if his spirit sought in lonely flight
Some far-off vision, linking this and that,
Lost -- past -- but searchable, but seen, but known.
Then cried he, while his lifted countenance
Glowed with the burning passion of a love
Unspeakable, the ardor of a hope
Boundless, insatiate: "Oh! suffering world,
Oh! known and unknown of my common flesh,
Caught in this common net of death and woe,
And life which binds to both! I see, I feel
The vastness of the agony of earth,
The vainness of its joys, the mockery
Of all its best, the anguish of its worst;
Since pleasures end in pain, and youth in age,
And love in loss, and life in hateful death,
And death in unknown lives, which will but yoke
Men to their wheel again to whirl the round
Of false delights and woes that are not false.
Me too this lure hath cheated, so it seemed
Lovely to live, and life a sunlit stream
For ever flowing in a changeless peace;
Whereas the foolish ripple of the flood
Dances so lightly down by bloom and lawn
Only to pour its crystal quicklier
Into the foul salt sea. The veil is rent
Which blinded me! I am as all these men
Who cry upon their gods and are not heard
Or are not heeded -- yet there must be aid!
For them and me and all there must be help!
Perchance the gods have need of help themselves
Being so feeble that when sad lips cry
They cannot save! I would not let one cry
Whom I could save! How can it be that Brahm
Would make a world and keep it miserable,
Since, if all-powerful, he leaves it so,
He is not good, and if not powerful,
He is not God? -- Channa! lead home again!
It is enough! mine eyes have seen enough!"