If you know me, you know I’m not that into poetry.  But Monday night, at the end of my Junior League diversity training (and I unexpectedly got LOTS from that seminar), one of my fellow provisionals recited this poem.  It really moved me, so I’m sharing it.

I am an idea
Conceived in the mind of the Universe
And interpreted in the minds
of the individuals I meet

Within myself I am constant
Yet I am as ever changing
as the people who interpret me

I can control my actions
But I can not control their thoughts
Therefore, I must do what I think right
And let others —
Think what they will

This was featured in Footprints in the Mind, published in 1979 by Javan Press.