0Sympathy is man’s soulful self-expansion.
Sympathy is God’s perfect satisfaction in man.
Sympathy does not walk along the narrow road of the human mind. Sympathy walks only along the broad road of the divine heart.
Sympathy is a love-flower and a oneness-fruit.
Sympathy is at once man’s lighthouse and man’s treasure-island.
Sympathy is the revelation of God-Heart in man
This poem was written/submitted by Sri Chinmoy.
0Birth is a beginning
and death a destination
And life is a journey:
From childhood to maturity
and youth to age;
From innocence to awareness
and ignorance to knowing;
From foolishness to desecration
and then perhaps to wisdom.
From weakness to strength or
from strength to weakness
and often back again;
From health to sickness
and we pray to health again.
From offense to forgiveness
from loneliness to love
from joy to gratitude
from pain to compassion
from grief to understanding
from fear to faith.
From defeat to defeat to defeat
until looking backwards or ahead
We see that victory lies not
at some high point along the way
but in having made the journey
step by step
a sacred pilgrimage.
Birth is a beginning
and death a destination
And life is a journey;
A sacred journey to life everlasting
This poem was written/submitted by Rabbi Alvin.
0Miss me, but let me go
When I come to the end of the road
And the sun has set for me
I want no rites in a gloom filled room
Why cry for a soul set free
Miss me a little – but not too long
And not with your head bowed low
Remember the love that we once shared
Miss me – but let me go
For this is a journey that we must all take
And each must go alone
It’s all a part of the Master’s plan
A step on the road to home
When you are lonely, and sick of heart
Go to the friends we know
And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds
Miss me – but let me go
This poem was written/submitted by Harry.
0Do not stand at my grave and weep;
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn’s rain,
When you awaken in the morning’s hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.
This poem was written/submitted by Harry.
0 don’t need your sympathy.
I just need you here with me.
I might be dead inside,
But look at all these tears I’ve cried.
Swimming in a river of tears,
Right along with my greatest fears.
Thinking, writing, about the past.
All those good times, I knew it wouldn’t last.
This poem was written/submitted by Chris Newlash..
0In all sincerity,
It is a pathetic pity.
I merely offer sympathy,
With such velocity.
This sadness born out of the blue,
That decides to levy itself on you.
In your fixed stillness,
I sense your illness,
Accept my sympathy.
You lost a pet,
Somebody made you upset,
Accept my sympathy.
You lost a friend,
Your broken heart is yet to mend,
Accept my sympathy.
You were once abused,
Possibly at times wrongly accused,
Accept my sympathy.
You marriage is on the rocks,
You got divorced, left without a buck,
Accept my sympathy.
You lost a fortune,
Your voice can’t sing a decent tune,
Accept my sympathy.
You lost in love or lost your job,
Or perhaps at one stage got robbed,
Accept my sympathy.
Your life is a mess,
Everything around you depresses.
Whatever the circumstances,
Accept my sympathy.
And if I happen to show no sympathy,
Please accept my sympathy!
Sylvia Chidi.
This poem was written/submitted by Sylvia Chidi.
0In all sincerity,
It is a pathetic pity,
I merely offer sympathy,
With such velocity.
This sadness born out of the blue,
That decides to levy itself on you.
In your fixed stillness,
I sense your illness,
Accept my sympathy.
You lost a pet,
Somebody made you upset,
Accept my sympathy.
You lost a friend,
Your broken heart is yet to mend,
Accept my sympathy.
You were once abused,
Possibly at times wrongly accused,
Accept my sympathy.
You marriage is on the rocks,
You got divorced, left without a buck,
Accept my sympathy.
You lost a fortune,
Your voice can’t sing a decent tune,
Accept my sympathy.
You lost in love or lost your job,
Or perhaps at one stage got robbed,
Accept my sympathy.
Your life is a mess,
Everything around you depresses.
Whatever the circumstances,
Accept my sympathy,
And if I happen to show no sympathy,
Please accept my sympathy!
This poem was written/submitted by Greg Dills.
