Look around. Let Nature nurture your Soul. I record images I sense and share them here. |
NURTURE your NATURE Nature can nurture our writing, can nurture our soul. What is the language of Nature? And how do we learn it? We look at the natural wonders around us and do not see them, hear, taste nor smell them. They do not touch us anymore than we dare touch them. And then we wonder why we feel so dead. To breathe in and live like a child again opens the Land of Wonderment. It's still there after all these years. |
Dastam Begir 🇮🇷 This recording is from the Second Baha'i World Congress in 1992. I didn't go, but friends of mine were there and sang in the choir. Narges Nouhnejad Fani sings it in Farsi. I love the melody. The words are simple. Its plaintive tone spoke to me at the time, and still does. I could sing it once upon a time. 1992... a much simpler time in my life. A relatively happy time. A house where I planted gardens. Friends that visited; friends that lived with me. Refugees I helped. Wonderful neighbors. An annual picnic in August celebrating MLK's "I have a Dream" to bring folks together. Perhaps the 'bad' moments have been forgotten. It's been a long time. Another link with the words in English: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0bACEBy3cDs LYRICS (English) Hold Thou My Hand (Dastam Begir) ‘Abdu’l-Bahá, I’m far from home The road is dark, I’m alone Hold thou my hand, Hold thou my hand ‘Abdu’l-Bahá, be Thou my guide When I am weak stay by my side Hold thou my hand, Hold thou my hand ‘Abdu’l-Bahá, O dearest Friend Help me to reach my journey’s end Hold thou my hand, Hold thou my hand ‘Abdu’l-Bahá, hear me I pray O help me lest I go astray Hold thou my hand, Hold thou my hand ‘Abdu’l-Bahá, I shall no fear When I am sure that Thou art near Hold thou my hand, Hold thou my hand ‘Abdu’l-Bahá, O dearest Friend Help me to reach my journey’s end Hold thou my hand, Hold thou my hand ‘Abdu’l-Bahá, Hold Thou my hand Poem by Dr. Habíb Mu’ayyid Melody by Gloria Faizi |