I stood solidly upon my dignity. In her book, Pauline Manos teaches, how the spiritual strength must always be strong.
Without fear and with a lot of courage, to continue with self respect, to hope for a better life.
To try with credible effort to forget the many harassments she had experienced in her life.
Yes, when moments come with difficulties in this life, that destroy our spiritual strength, then we will all have to think like the mountain climber who does not rush.
With patience, slowly, steadily and securely, we can all reach the mountaintop.
Read this book to find experiences that only a strong person will be able to survive.
In her book, Pauline explains how she found the strength to survive the hell.
With this poem, without tears, she tries to give us a small lesson: ---------- Get up my soul, get up and dance. Raise your hands up high, and move your body, strong soul of mine, give your feet rhythm, whichever rhythm, it does not matter. It is enough my soul that we revel, for this sorrow and the other, the then, the day before the today, the tomorrow. Yes, the tomorrow! Come my soul so we can sing. I do not have tears. dry are my eyes. Come to me, smile, to sweeten the bitterness. Take courage and stand tall, the slender body. Dance soul, with pride, so we can walk, again, without fear, on the rough, stone street.
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ReplyDeleteI stood solidly upon my dignity.
ReplyDeleteIn her book, Pauline Manos teaches, how the spiritual strength must always be strong.
Without fear and with a lot of courage, to continue with self respect, to hope for a better life.
To try with credible effort to forget the many harassments she had experienced in her life.
Yes, when moments come with difficulties in this life, that destroy our spiritual strength,
then we will all have to think like the mountain climber who does not rush.
With patience, slowly, steadily and securely, we can all reach the mountaintop.
Read this book to find experiences that only a strong person will be able to survive.
In her book, Pauline explains how she found the strength to survive the hell.
With this poem, without tears, she tries to give us a small lesson:
----------
Get up my soul, get up and dance.
Raise your hands up high,
and move your body, strong soul of mine, give your feet rhythm, whichever rhythm, it does not matter. It is enough my soul that we revel, for this sorrow and the other,
the then, the day before the today, the tomorrow. Yes, the tomorrow! Come my soul so we can sing. I do not have tears. dry are my eyes. Come to me, smile, to sweeten the bitterness. Take courage and stand tall, the slender body. Dance soul, with pride,
so we can walk, again, without fear, on the rough, stone street.