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Poem for Tuesday


Mystic Ode (473) from The Masnavi
By Jalaludin Rumi
Translated by E. H. Whinfield


The drum of the realization of the promise is beating,
we are sweeping the road to the sky.
Your joy is here today, what remains for tomorrow?
The armies of the day have chased the army of the night,
Heaven and earth are filled with purity and light.
Oh! joy for he who has escaped from this world of perfumes and color!
For beyond these colors and these perfumes,
these are other colors in the heart and the soul.
Oh! joy for this soul and this heart who have escaped
the earth of water and clay,
Although this water and this clay contain the hearth of the
philosophical stone.

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After a somewhat stressful morning, I ended up having a nice if hectic afternoon. Took son to the orthodontist to get his wire replaced in the bracket yet again (he was read the riot act concerning cutting his food into smaller pieces). Called my mother and asked if she wanted to meet us for lunch, so we hooked up in Borders after the dentist and ate Jerry's and Splurge.

We ended up in the game store where son #2 got a late birthday present and son #1 got an early birthday present now that the Nintendo DS prices have dropped...younger son had enough money from all the relative gifts and various savings, and mother forwarded older son his gift early so the two of them can enjoy the games before they start school. I made a rule that they were not allowed to play them until their rooms were clean, so instead of wanting to go to the pool with my mother, they wanted to come home and clean. My mother came with us, and helped them pile a huge amount of stuff into garbage and give-away bags and boxes. Unfortunately the trash gets picked up Mondays so we will have five big bags to deal with till next week, but we have five U-Haul medium boxes filled with toys for charity.

Younger son had wanted to stop in Borders to look for a book on emperor penguins after March of the Penguins (click here for charming kosher penguin article). I saw that they had Avi's The True Confessions of Charlotte Doyle for $2.99. Older son had read it for school and I asked if he wanted a copy; he didn't particularly care but told me that I should read it, as it's about a girl caught up in a mutiny on a ship in the 1800s -- I took his advice and am really enjoying it! I also bought Karen Hesse's Stowaway, partly for him and partly for me, about a boy who stowed away on Cook's Endeavour. Sometimes young adult books really hit the mark.

In joyous fannish news, the three-disc extended edition of Gladiator is out tomorrow! (Circuit City has it cheaper than Best Buy -- perkypaduan, interested in one of our storefront hookups and lunch with my kids?) And sheafrotherdon had said that she'd take requests for one-line stories given pairings and one-word prompts, and I said Snape/Dumbledore, and...well, it really needs to be read, here, because it rocks. *g*


My son points out the extreme buck teeth on this alpaca at the Catoctin Wildlife Preserve and Zoo, wondering why HE doesn't need braces.


One of the nice things about this zoo is that kids are allowed to feed all the safe animals which can be given approved feed. Here are fallow deer, begging -- you'd think half a dozen other people weren't standing around feeding them!


Antler size is no great asset in trying to get at the little hands holding the pellets.


And this doe has to feed her young before she can eat.


Now, this is one of the silliest dining positions I have ever seen.


A mother and her chick circle their food dishes.


These waterfowl will eat anything they're given!
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