<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=353467" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Purity</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the dark tabernacle, <br>a shaft of sunlight<br>illumines the heart<br>and shines through<br>a million years of dust.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Clouds and clouds of swirling<br>dust<br>spiralling<br>through the light<br>which spills in a golden pool<br>on damp, grey stone and iron rust.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When the light moves<br>it does not take the dust there to it.<br>When the dust slides into darkness, <br>the light does not pursue it.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Why then does the heart invent<br>heart bruising burdens to shoulder? <br>(Why does the heart consent<br>to the illusion of growing older?)</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Brian+Taylor">Brian Taylor</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=353467" data-title="Purity de Brian Taylor" data-description="In the dark tabernacle, a shaft of sunlight illumines the heart and shines through a million years of dust. Clouds and clouds of swirling dust spiralling through the light which spills in a golden pool on damp, grey stone and iron rust. When th..."></div> </div> </div>

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