THE SMILE OF GOD :)

The desert with no end, strife is ahead of you
Problems abound and signs of relief are but few
You walk the path laden with inconveniences
Vexations lead to sins with bad appearances

Contacts with God strengthen you bit by bit in faith
And you rise gradually by avoiding the bait
Of despair, unbelief, you'll cling tight to his promise
To deliver you out of all your growing mess

The Spirit leads you to new horizons, blue skies
Where you may feel better, enjoy such stronger ties
With your Father and the love and the grace of Jesus
Empowering our soul and thus forgiving us

The gates of Heaven will open up your thinking
And you will see the hand of your Majestic King
In the grandeur of a wonderful universe
Where God to disorder is so clearly averse

Stars will shine in your mind as to your eyes, you'll see
God in charge, his power to lead you in the sea
Of life with a future for your good desires
As long as you believe when you walk through fires

The breeze will wake you up and nature will welcome
Your weary soul, then the sweet smile of God will come
Through your heart, you will take time to enjoy flowers
On your path, the green leaves of the trees, His wonders

You will see, you will smell, you will hear, you will feel
The smile of God to you, in nature you will fill
Your lungs of His breath like in the Niagara Falls
You'll stand tall again with God's smiling in His Halls

Carl Edward Nicolas

Buffalo, New York, July 13 2008

To start with inspiration

If

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;

If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;

If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;

If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;

If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!

Rudyard Kipling

If...You will be a woman

If you can grow every day more and more
Saying of many experiences, I enjoyed it
Hiding in your memory all these lessons
And always recognize similar sounds

If you often can live according to your thoughts
Trying to stay away from past fantasies
Overcome with pride these passions of misfortune
Losing also but keeping your hopes for happiness

If you can raise yourself up from any previous act
That could afflict you, by making a tough pact
Taking action for what your mind desires,
With firmness, without a slip and without a sigh.

If you can understand life and well being
Have great ideals, wholesome and appearing to be
And behaving with restraint and calm,
But acting efficiently, loving to please your soul

If you can keep your control everywhere
Set yourself up to attain your goals
Admitting failure for the righteousness of heart
Have character without rancor

If you can flee with disdain the caprices of the heart
Staying away from dirt and vice with fear
Ah! Cultivate an innocent charm, almost childlike
Exhale grace with humility

This being good basis for any sincere love,
The fresh flowers that win a mother's heart
The esteem, the wealth of a good fiance
Friends who are always happy to help you

If you can accept without ongoing negligence
Respect so that you may be respected without a word
The love, hope, strength of Jesus in your heart,
Will make of you a real woman, my dear sister.

Carl Edwards NICOLAS