Mahmoud Darwish wrote this poem in a way that stands out for me. He bracketed every second line as a gentle reminder to remember those who have less than us.
Canadians and Americans celebrate Thanksgiving at different times, but part of the celebrating is thinking about the good fortune we have and how others may be missing what we call good fortune.
Perhaps, the measure is not material. Perhaps, the measure is in those people and things that are immeasurable.
As you prepare your breakfast, think of others
(do not forget the pigeon’s food).
As you wage your wars, think of others
(do not forget those who seek peace).
As you pay your water bill, think of others
(those who are nursed by clouds).
As you return home, to your home, think of others
(do not forget the people of the camps).
As you sleep and count the stars, think of others
(those who have nowhere to sleep).
As you express yourself in metaphor, think of others
(those who have lost the right to speak).
As you think of others far away, think of yourself
(say: If only I were a candle in the dark).
In keeping with bell hooks and Noam Chomsky, I consider myself a public and dissident intellectual. Part of my work is to move beyond (transcend) institutional dogmas that bind me to defend freedom, raising my voice to be heard on behalf of those who seek equity and justice in all their forms.
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A Great Inspiring one. Thanks for sharing.
A Great Inspiring poem. Thanks for sharing.
You are welcome Lvsrao.
Very nice. The one that concerns me the most is (the ones who have lost the rights to speak) because I think so many would gladly move us into a place where some people didn’t enjoy that right. Honestly, I don’t think we understand what that freedom is or means.
I agree. I did not realize it until someone close to us declined into Alzheimer’s. There is still a voice in there. It is not always easy to get it out and I found creating a space for it was important.
A wonderful poem to remind us at Thanksgiving, and any other time too. Thanks for sharing.
Thank you and you are welcome. Take care and enjoy.
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The message that should be on all minds, not just those celebrating Thanksgiving.
For my friends across the pond who are celebrating, I wish you all a Wonderful time.
What a beautiful poem yes so true we need to keep in our mind those lesser than us
Thank you for the lovely comment Natasha.
A lovely poem! Thank you for sharing this..
You are welcome Indah.
Inspiring words that we should all recite to ourselves every day. Thank you so much for following First Night Design.
Thank you and you are welcome.
Compassion and gratitude, we Americans get really concerned around Thanksgiving, hunger seems to be an everyday thing though
Being aware of the plight of others is the first step.
It is an everyday thing for a number of people. Excellent point Marty about becoming aware of the plight of others.
“If only I were a candle in the dark”. I feel like that a lot.
We are all candles in the dark to some extent.
Thank you Bonnie.
Thank you so much for very nice poem. ; )
You are welcome.
This is just what I needed today teaching at my school (check us out at http://thelighthousechristianacademy.com). We are a small Christian school in Santa Monica. I find your blog to be inspiring!
Thank you for the invitation and comment. I enjoy visiting your blog and find it inspirational.
Thanks. Hope you have a great Christmas season!
Take care and enjoy Christmas.