There’s not much to say except that my heart hurts! And as the world mourns over the sudden death of Michael Jackson, I wanted to take this opportunity to share a brief quote from Deepak Chopra, who talks about his good friend. And in my opinion, Michael was the consummate humanitarian. He was also a lover of poetry, who according to Chopra, in recent weeks, was reading the poetry of Rabindranath Tagore. These works I have added to my summer reading list.
"That person, whom I considered (at the risk of ridicule) very pure, still survived — he was reading the poems of Rabindranath Tagore when we talked the last time, two weeks ago. Michael exemplified the paradox of many famous performers, being essentially shy, an introvert who would come to my house and spend most of the evening sitting by himself in a corner with his small children. I never saw less than a loving father when they were together (and wonder now, as anyone close to him would, what will happen to them in the aftermath).
Michael’s reluctance to grow up was another part of the paradox."
(comes via article written – Dr. Deepak Chopra: My Dear Friend, Michael)
(This link comes via Jonee’ Ansa, one of my Facebook friends.)
I have got my leave. Bid me farewell, my brothers!
I bow to you all and take my departure.
Here I give back the keys of my door
—and I give up all claims to my house.
I only ask for last kind words from you.
We were neighbors for long,
but I received more than I could give.
Now the day has dawned
and the lamp that lit my dark corner is out.
A summons has come and I am ready for my journey.
(by Rabindranath Tagore)