<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=124974" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Few Words on the Soul</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">We have a soul at times.<br>No one’s got it non-stop,<br>for keeps.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Day after day,<br>year after year<br>may pass without it.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sometimes<br>it will settle for awhile<br>only in childhood’s fears and raptures.<br>Sometimes only in astonishment<br>that we are old.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It rarely lends a hand<br>in uphill tasks,<br>like moving furniture,<br>or lifting luggage,<br>or going miles in shoes that pinch.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It usually steps out<br>whenever meat needs chopping<br>or forms have to be filled.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For every thousand conversations<br>it participates in one,<br>if even that,<br>since it prefers silence.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Just when our body goes from ache to pain,<br>it slips off-duty.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It’s picky:<br>it doesn’t like seeing us in crowds,<br>our hustling for a dubious advantage<br>and creaky machinations make it sick.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Joy and sorrow<br>aren’t two different feelings for it.<br>It attends us<br>only when the two are joined.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We can count on it<br>when we’re sure of nothing<br>and curious about everything.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Among the material objects<br>it favors clocks with pendulums<br>and mirrors, which keep on working<br>even when no one is looking.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It won’t say where it comes from<br>or when it’s taking off again,<br>though it’s clearly expecting such questions.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We need it<br>but apparently<br>it needs us<br>for some reason too.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Wislawa+Szymborska">Wislawa Szymborska</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=124974" data-title="A Few Words on the Soul de Wislawa Szymborska" data-description="We have a soul at times./No one’s got it non-stop,/for keeps./Day after day,/year after year/may pass without it./Sometimes/it will settle for awhile/only in childhood’s fears and raptures./Sometimes only in astonishment/that we are old./It ra..."></div> </div> </div>

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