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Seven years ago I was asked by a friend if I was "religious and if I believed in God?" As a (formerly) practicing agnostic I quickly answered:"no." However, I defended myself by explaining that I lived my life according to universal principals of "right and wrong" (as I understood them). Because I believed that our deeds create a lasting effect on the world, I felt confident in my everlasting future. In other words, I wasn't worried about there being a heaven or not. I told my friend that when I die, I am banking on knowing that my impact on the world will be ever lasting. My "heaven" will ultimately be the creation of the the sum total of all my actions.
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6 l7 a# ~/ S# F J& p I will never forget my friend's response: he looked at me with glassy eyes, and told me how deeply spiritual I was. I didn't see it. It took five more years to see what he meant. Such was the inspiration of the following poem I wrote.
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; c7 D' w) H$ k% r7 _% x Heaven
. E( K* O# y. V9 F The pebble is worn smooth
. s7 F% C) y V7 k, E Made small over time
* W" Y$ j2 w4 J3 _ A product of a cataclysmic force of nature0 v N, W; X5 f7 c
A fragment of mountainous sheets of rock! y7 K, ] J+ `) H* {$ e
An accidental offspring of a boulder & L& K% h& `+ T& V a0 E; P
But just a very small stone. , A& P( V0 p( {1 n$ Z/ s
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The pebble's place in our world
+ Z; L" I" a# B4 V Is neither understood nor appreciated8 x$ a; U$ w j' R
But when thrown into a glassy calm pond * b, z% R2 O: R( U, _% B
Its insignificance is transformed# L: h% h4 F/ M+ ^3 m
Its meaning and purpose is unleashed.
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. c2 c/ i- O8 ~) p. Y- x The instant the pebble kisses the pond
* | e7 }8 H9 ^$ W Its signature of concentric ripples
? N' o U( j' k% t* v" s Spiral outwards
6 Y4 E' e2 V9 u- M6 J Moving far beyond itself.
5 W- I/ l6 N7 i* n/ Z6 h) R1 C! E Gently affecting everything in its wake
* K/ D9 S5 u4 Y6 t- E Forever altering the smooth placid surface.
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The pebble creates its worth and meaning 5 I3 ]) @( \3 h v6 f
By unleashing its unimagined power?
. J: d* Z, Q+ ~ Into a dueling force of action and reaction
9 ^( f. c+ B. f, j# \7 T2 j& G Creating karmic energy
' }) k" d" D; X6 m1 E7 h- V C8 Y- w Producing lasting and fluid impressions.) ]; s: `7 q/ ^. d
: e% I! ^# m$ y' o8 I, J5 ? Aren't we all pebbles?& a& j6 }: O9 A5 |0 x0 F
Feeling small and insignificant: ^# G6 w( H$ `1 r
But ultimately recognizing
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Can never be measured in isolation/ c5 F1 S4 @4 W" ^% W" l r* R( m
on a path into ourselves.
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& G% K: J8 p2 y5 {- a It is true then:0 n- H; _3 t9 X, F
Our everlasting future 1 [: q8 c( C) H, Y
Is created by the indiscriminate tossing of pebbles1 s# z" x# E0 ?$ i7 |% D
Into the pond of life
( l+ V' D) B4 W. r# t( o Creating ripples - Q7 \: h) b3 r7 K$ A
that leave unique mark on our world
; J# g3 r: X9 H6 E& A0 J1 t Not because of thoughts
0 V. s$ `% w, ?/ u. |. E1 S6 S4 R not because of well meaning plans4 \' A1 h! R, x% ~' Q7 e
But because of actions.
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f! H% w! f! ` Our life's prayers our answered
5 \1 x. l# H* L' C/ U" m- ? Because even the smallest pebble
, P* `8 h/ b6 M No matter how seemingly insignificant
2 R1 J: B* T; L& X Changes the course of the lives
# S" O6 y* a3 {, E6 v8 F# ] Of those we touch.? - @7 D' a4 k- Z
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And when the icy winds of death
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We will gently leave this life ( o1 r5 e% \6 k7 k' u% \
With the knowledge that 3 D7 E. ]# X X% C
because of that one pebble
+ Z/ Z4 y& d0 |6 c The world will never be the same.& x: w% V/ D! l* X' h: r
9 B0 i8 H. s! f( S; p And then we have heaven …! T4 e# u3 l2 ^* C1 O$ T7 Q
0 [$ e" ]( _) N7 v! o Ross Rosenberg
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