Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace,
And saw within the moonlight in his room,
making it rich and like a lily in bloom.
An Angel writing in a book of gold:-
Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold,
And To the Presence in the Room he said,
"What writest thou?" The Vision raised its head,
And with a look made of all sweet accord
Answered, "The names of those who love the 'Lord."
"And is mine one?" said Abou. "Nay not so,"
Replied the Angel. Abou spoke more low.
But cheerily still; and said, "I pray then then,
Write me as one who loves his fellow-men,"
The Angel Wrote and vanished. The next night
It came again with a great wakening light,
And showed the names whom love of God has blessed,
And Lo! Ben Adhem's name led all the rest!
-James Henry Leigh Hunt
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"I get so distracted by some people's reactions that I don't see my own faults for what they are. At times it's so self destructive, with no intent or motive, but behind this emotion, there lies a sensible heart..."
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