Let me but do my work from day to day, In field or forest, at the desk or loom, In roaring market-place or tranquil room;
Let me but find it in my heart to say, When vagrant wishes beckon me astray, "This is my work; my blessing, not my doom; Of all who live, I am the one by whom This work can best be done in the right way."
Then shall I see it not too great, nor small, To suit my spirit and to prove my powers; Then shall I cheerful greet the labouring hours, And cheerful turn, when the long shadows fall.
At eventide, to play and love and rest, Because I know for me my work is best.
Henry Van Dyke
I make my living as carpenter. It hasn't always been easy. Financial hardships, disease, and habitual negative attitudes have all been part of my experience - I am 57 years young!
Many times this poem, by a great poet, Henry Van Dyke, has been an absolute boon to my soul; helping me to hold on, and attract a flow of love and joy, to my work and daily life!
Blessed be the Name of God! May this poem benefit and bless you also.
Hold on to it's thoughts, until the song of Love is played in your life-it will come.
Hold on to your life,It is a door to eternal life awareness!
Wind up your sweet joy, And hum - hum free from your worries!
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