"Joyful Curmudgeon" An oxymoron?
No! I see all the beauty of God's creation and I'm joyful. At the same
time, I see all the suffering and corruption going on in the world, and feel
called to help expose and end it so that we may have true peace and compassion.
Here is another poem by Emily Brontë who is probably best known as the author of the novel “Wuthering Heights.”
Riches I hold in light esteem,
And Love I laugh to scorn;
And lust of fame was but a dream,
That vanished with the morn:
And if I pray, the only prayer
That moves my lips for me
Is, “Leave the heart that now I bear
And give me liberty!”
Yea, as my swift days near their goal,
’Tis all that I implore;
In life and death a chainless soul,
With courage to endure.
For more poetry and also stories, see:
http://all-creatures.org/poetrydir.html
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