A Poison Tree - William Blake

I was angry with my friend;
I told my wrath - my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe;
I told it not - my wrath did grow.

And i watered it in fears,
Night and morning with my tears,
And I sunned it with smiles,
And with soft deceitful wiles.

And it grew both day and night,
Till it bore an apple bright.
And my foe beheld it shine,
As he knew it was mine,

And into my garden stole
When the night had veiled the pole.
In the morning glad I see
My foe outstretched beneath the tree.

ANGER

"Real Temperature Control is to extinguish the heat of Anger"

Past is Gone!

If your mind is caught in the bondages and problems of the past,
You will not experience the joys of the present.

Forgive

To tolerate someone else's mistakes is one thing.
To forgive them is even greater

Virtues

We may forget our own Virtues bu the God never Forgets

Thoughts

Quality of our Thoughts Determines our personal degree of Happiness!

Power to Decide

He is free who knows how to keep in his own hands power to decide.

- Salvador de Madariaga