Today's Beautiful Gem: `Rain' by Einar Benediktsson,
translated by Watson Kirkconnell.

"Who knows, when raindrops are descending,
Which thirst seed will highest grow?
Who knows, when Sabbath kness are bending,
Where God will greatest grace bestow?

"Since it shall rain alike on all--
On ploughland as on stony ground--
Shall any tear unnoticed fall?
Shall any lost sheep not be found?

"Who knows what status God has given--
Who here on earth is small, who great?
Each grass-blade feels the growth of heaven,
Each raindrop shares the ocean's fate."

Om s'aantih: Peace! - J. K. Mohana Rao