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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. 2 ?& z: U2 Q- V
: B/ M/ j/ b7 l# M8 o, C 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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Heaven" E# o0 i5 c* z! _ P
The pebble is worn smooth
3 g% u7 U8 u# f Made small over time
4 O7 s( L8 _* i/ a3 X A product of a cataclysmic force of nature
& i; ]+ K# [( ] t6 _) v A fragment of mountainous sheets of rock
9 n- Y. m, w- H An accidental offspring of a boulder 1 K* m d& d1 H
But just a very small stone.
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The pebble's place in our world - [. V8 t- m: e+ H
Is neither understood nor appreciated, o! E; g1 T/ L9 z: t
But when thrown into a glassy calm pond 9 W- G h( G' l2 N5 |( o# k* a2 K
Its insignificance is transformed
" ?6 A! X0 u6 X/ E Its meaning and purpose is unleashed./ d# `. J6 v" n4 d; U
4 U% Q8 X3 D! D2 V8 W8 f$ j2 I The instant the pebble kisses the pond
( X7 C) x% s' D# }5 t: w Its signature of concentric ripples
4 s; | ^+ N M Spiral outwards : m7 v1 G! C* y1 u! S4 a: L
Moving far beyond itself.0 n! \& o) H; V5 z+ c: G% A
Gently affecting everything in its wake
: ?% I5 C4 J# Z0 W! s Forever altering the smooth placid surface.
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The pebble creates its worth and meaning , ~/ O4 Q: C- [" M. `* c. L9 E
By unleashing its unimagined power?
6 \3 v$ Y+ x8 }+ l" u) _: e Into a dueling force of action and reaction% c$ _! d& ]/ ~$ P" u |: {
Creating karmic energy: g/ t. o5 V9 c2 M K/ w
Producing lasting and fluid impressions.8 I( ^+ O7 Y" v* p9 S7 l
9 z* A4 i" f6 h2 l7 [6 I9 s7 H Aren't we all pebbles?
; {6 r. Q7 P: P$ \* Y Feeling small and insignificant
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5 Z5 T Q# C z, V- g+ X/ _# M That who we are meant to be
: T5 B1 U& v) J3 Z Can never be measured in isolation
$ o3 d% w) o' e j0 j2 v9 S3 Z on a path into ourselves.
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It is true then:4 ^, @5 W* W; K4 y' o0 ?" h
Our everlasting future
/ y) F0 G* c# @ Is created by the indiscriminate tossing of pebbles. u" H0 [$ |; K0 G6 G/ g; Q
Into the pond of life
8 `4 m. ]8 C8 L( K Creating ripples
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# k: e! }: w2 I+ A0 z Not because of thoughts ! w* U: ~0 O; k9 U& F
not because of well meaning plans6 Q) b6 @; j: _/ U9 `. u+ z2 I4 B
But because of actions.
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, ^8 X$ G/ ~ W1 M Our life's prayers our answered5 n/ H- A7 o+ ~- e+ E z
Because even the smallest pebble ) L* V. Q, j. E& e8 u
No matter how seemingly insignificant
0 d O. y' ~7 g5 ?+ | Changes the course of the lives; k; v2 I* D3 J; s( D
Of those we touch.?
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8 F8 L# t3 j$ d1 g And when the icy winds of death
' _8 n' f8 Y0 j4 \: m: k% Y4 N beckon our lasting attention
' v8 H% F; |6 ~ We will gently leave this life
- J; Y. i: m* D" [ With the knowledge that
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4 q& ^1 _4 ^( k+ H* y The world will never be the same.& k' Y- v6 h5 T5 `! \) }
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And then we have heaven …5 e6 O- b7 H& I, x- ]- _4 E) r
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Ross Rosenberg
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