Out Of The Chaos Of Difference, Harmony

Chinmoy. Great man. I remember mother Theresa of Calcutta, the poorest among the poor. When she died, leaders from around the world showed their respect before her lifeless scrawny body. A moment in the history of human being where religious, economic and political boundaries were transcended. There are still many poeple in this world who, in their very little own way, managed to narrow the gap between differing doctrines and policies, emphasizing the value of good deeds as a commom ground through which real peace and harmony can pervade among people of different races and beliefs. I salute them all.

Chinmoy. Great man. I remember mother Theresa of Calcutta, the poorest among the poor. When she died, leaders from around the world showed their respect before her lifeless scrawny body. A moment in the history of human being where religious, economic and political boundaries were transcended. There are still many poeple in this world who, in their very little own way, managed to narrow the gap between differing doctrines and policies, emphasizing the value of good deeds as a commom ground through which real peace and harmony can pervade among people of different races and beliefs. I salute them all.

Chinmoy. Great man. I remember mother Theresa of Calcutta, the poorest among the poor. When she died, leaders from around the world showed their respect before her lifeless scrawny body. A moment in the history of human being where religious, economic and political boundaries were transcended. There are still many poeple in this world who, in their very little own way, managed to narrow the gap between differing doctrines and policies, emphasizing the value of good deeds as a commom ground through which real peace and harmony can pervade among people of different races and beliefs. I salute them all.

Suddenly / When I saw you my darling...

Suddenly, in the
dark place of
a luminous room,
the delicate brightness
appears on my
mind with a
charming behaviour;
I hear the voice
of a mortal affliction
but the light of
a wisdom recalls
me to life with
a magical turn: and
I'm in your dream,
near the care of
a sadness.....

Francesco Sinibaldi

America.

The light of
a new day, the
song of a
blackbird near
the beautiful care
of a delicate
dreamer, the love
and the present.

Francesco Sinibaldi