Each of Us Must Sacrifice Our Selves

July 31, 2020

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is service, in honor of Eid al-Adha, the Islamic Festival of Sacrifice, which this year is celebrated on July 31.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com .

A poem for Eid al-Adha about the love that fills those who serve Allah:

Each of us must sacrifice our selves

If we would hope to know eternal love.

Deep within the spirit that rebels

Abides a moment time cannot remove.

Leave your self behind in prayer and be

A willing servant in your master's hands,

Devoted to good deeds and faithfully

Holding to the life Allah commands,

And love will fill your silence like a sea.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Service

July 27: Let There Be Joy, Always Joy in Giving

July 28: Alain Is an Absolute Delight

July 29: Nine-Year-Olds Have Dreams That Dance and Sing

July 30: Thirty-Nine Is Often Full of Wonder

July 31: Each of Us Must Sacrifice Our Selves

Thirty-Nine Is Often Full of Wonder

July 30, 2020

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is service, in honor of Eid al-Adha, the Islamic Festival of Sacrifice, which this year is celebrated on July 31.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com .

A number poem about a surgeon who has found a purpose for her life in healing others:

Thirty-nine is often full of wonder,

Having found a purpose for her life.

If some prefer the surface, others dive,

Reaching for a reason they're alive,

The meaning that might moor a man and wife,

Yearning that sustains them deep down under.

Nor is her life a palace she might plunder,

In which the stone-faced, dancing idols thrive.

Nothing will her will from her heart sunder,

Even as she wields her healing knife.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Service

July 27: Let There Be Joy, Always Joy in Giving

July 28: Alain Is an Absolute Delight

July 29: Nine-Year-Olds Have Dreams That Dance and Sing

July 30: Thirty-Nine Is Often Full of Wonder

Nine-Year-Olds Have Dreams That Dance and Sing

July 29, 2020

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is service, in honor of Eid al-Adha, the Islamic Festival of Sacrifice, which this year is celebrated on July 31.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com .

A number poem about the idealism of some nine-year-olds:

Nine-year-olds have dreams that dance and sing,

In which they save the world and make things right.

No one needs to suffer as they bring

Each soul in need a little love and light.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Service

July 27: Let There Be Joy, Always Joy in Giving

July 28: Alain Is an Absolute Delight

July 29: Nine-Year-Olds Have Dreams That Dance and Sing

Alain Is an Absolute Delight

July 28, 2020

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is service, in honor of Eid al-Adha, the Islamic Festival of Sacrifice, which this year is celebrated on July 31.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com .

A name poem for someone gorgeous, buff, and funny who devotes himself to serving those in need:

Alain is an absolute delight --

Like a saint who's gorgeous, buff, and funny,

Always so considerate and sunny,

Intentionally tuning in to blight

Nestled in the eaves of someone's night.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Service

July 27: Let There Be Joy, Always Joy in Giving

July 28: Alain Is an Absolute Delight

Let There Be Joy, Always Joy in Giving

July 27, 2020

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is service, in honor of Eid al-Adha, the Islamic Festival of Sacrifice, which this year is celebrated on July 31.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com .

A poem about the joy of being an instrument of God’s love:

Let there be joy, always joy in giving,

In serving those who cannot serve themselves.

There is no better gift one gets from living

Than that sweet will that from the heart upwells.

Let there be pleasure in giving others pleasure,

Enjoyment in giving others joy,

Sheer happiness, beyond all one might measure,

In toiling in a loving God's employ.

So may we be the instruments of love,

The flesh of God's will working in the world,

Each a thread within the banner of

Redemption, to the winds of time unfurled.

Sacrifice is then no sacrifice,

Obligation then no obligation,

For what is gained has neither peer nor price,

There being none remotely in relation.

How might one find sanctity in service,

Each menial task a grateful act of prayer?

Perhaps if one believed that life was senseless,

Old folk were simply woe one wouldn't share.

Only love gives dignity to all,

Restoring faith in those who heed its call.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Service

July 27: Let There Be Joy, Always Joy in Giving

These Seven Months That We Have Been Together

July 26, 2020

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is anniversaries.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com .

A seven-month anniversary and thank-you poem about the beauty of the couple’s time together:

These seven months that we have been together

Have been the loveliest of all my life.

All moments dance within your balmy weather,

Nor could my heart be anything but blithe,

Knowing I have all that I desire.

You've chosen me, with all the world to choose,

On whom your glance falls like a holy fire,

Undoing all that would such joy refuse.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Anniversaries

July 20: For You, Let There Be Angels Lost in Song

July 21: To Ellen, Lady of Such Grace

July 22: You’ve Been with Me Two Sweet and Awesome Years

July 23: Two Years We’ve Been Together

July 24: Your Birthday Was the Day We First Were Us

July 25: Twenty-Five Years on the Farm

July 26: These Seven Months That We Have Been Together

Twenty-Five Years on the Farm

July 25, 2020

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is anniversaries.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com .

A 25^th anniversary poem for a farm couple who has stayed true to each other through a hard life:

Twenty-five years on the farm

Will drain the strength out of

Every loud, shrill false alarm

Near drowned out by love.

Through years of hot, dry winds, and through

Years of steady rain,

Fortune has been good to you

In reaping what remains.

For you have kept your first love true

Through much hard work and pain,

Here now to choose again.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Anniversaries

July 20: For You, Let There Be Angels Lost in Song

July 21: To Ellen, Lady of Such Grace

July 22: You’ve Been with Me Two Sweet and Awesome Years

July 23: Two Years We’ve Been Together

July 24: Your Birthday Was the Day We First Were Us

July 25: Twenty-Five Years on the Farm