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To Know When To

One needs to learn many things in life. To become wise and stay young at heart. To know the time to pry and the time to be quiet. To know when to shake hands and when to hug. To know when to talk and when to listen. To know when to  carry the joke farther and when to draw the line. To know when to try and when to let things take their course. To know when to have secrets and when to let people in.  To know when to fly the nest and when to plant your roots. To know when to sow and when to work the harvest. To know when to hold on and when to move on.

A quarter of a century wasn't quite enough. Would the rest of the 40 be enough?

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raj said…
Hmm..! Wisdom, and wise words! sometimes, some thoughts that go over in my head at some time or the other, that come with experience both good and lot bad, I guess thats life and all these thoughts put beautifully in one paragraph.. Good one! adios!
6 May 2008, 07:47:00
Anonymous said…
The Byrds - Turn Turn Turn
or, Ecclesiastes 3, verses 1–8

enuf said :)
7 May 2008, 16:07:00
Eastertide said…
Raj - If you thought these thoughts were beautiful, I guess you will like W H Auden's poetry too. I love his imagery. If you thought of such thoughts as well, then update your blog!!

Jayesh - So totally spot on, now that you mention it.
9 May 2008, 20:48:00
raj said…
point taken.. I'l keep my eyes and ears open, n more importantly, my mind - uncluttered! :) later..!
12 May 2008, 15:44:00
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