Vision

Efforts… efforts….efforts… but no results. Faces as many failures and disappointments. Then read this poem. A wonderful ecstasy of an endeavor. When we try and don’t succeed, the mind gets distressed. It agitates in a negative way. We may feel: why always me? We may feel: all the efforts I put are in vain.
In such torments, we can surely empower the mind. The truth is: somewhere and somehow the same efforts make changes. We may not be able to notice it. So never ever lose faith and put forth in misery.
Pain always teaches us. New strengths get revealed during sufferings. Struggle and scuffle make us brave. Grapple against the circumstance with an undying spirit. Surely the victory will emerge like the sun that arises after a dark and deep night.
Here a few lines about it:
SAY not the struggle nought availeth, The labour and the wounds are vain, The enemy faints not, nor faileth, And as things have been they remain.
If hopes were dupes, fears may be liars; It may be, in yon smoke concea…

I’ll not look back for that is a useless effort, I can not live one moment of yesterday again, If I have wasted time and talents given If I have caused someone I love deep pain I can not change the words or acts by grieving But I can make today a shining light, Yesterday’s page with all mistakes I’ll turn away from And find before me a clean one on which to write. I’ll pray for strength to make today’s page spotless That tomorrow I’ll have no regret, And may God grant that all tomorrows My talents will be used for good, not one misspent.
~ Author Unknown
Accept your past without regret, Handle your present with confidence, And Face your future without fear. ~ Author Unknown
If you are depressed you are living in the past, If you are anxious you are living in the future, If you are at peace you are living in the present. ~ Lao Tzu
Do not look back and grieve over the past; for it is gone,

These are a few lines from Stray Birds by Rabindranath Tagore. Worth inspiring and heartening. Anyone who loves poetic philosophy loves these as well. I have picked my favourite ones.
Here they are :
STRAY birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away. And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall there with a sigh.
THE world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
DARKNESS travels towards light, but blindness towards death.
"IN the moon thou sendest thy love letters to me," said the night to the sun.
"I leave my answers in tears upon the grass."
"WHO is there to take up my duties?" asked the setting sun.
"I shall do what I can, my Master," said the earthen lamp.
IF you shed tears when you miss the sun, you also miss the stars.
"WE, the rustling leaves, have a voice that answers the storms, but who are you so silent?"
"I am a mere flower."
THE bird wishes i…