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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=358666" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>When You Are Not Surprised</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When you are not surprised, not surprised, <br>nor leap in imagination from sunlight into shadow <br>or from shadow into sunlight <br>suiting the color of fright or delight <br>to the bewildering circumstance <br>when you are no longer surprised <br>by the quiet or fury of daybreak <br>the stormy uprush of the sun’s rage <br>over the edges of torn trees <br>torrents of living and dying flung <br>upward and outward inward and downward to space <br>or else <br>peace peace peace peace <br>the wood-thrush speaking his holy holy <br>far hidden in the forest of the mind <br>while slowly <br>the limbs of light unwind <br>and the world’s surface dreams again of night <br>as the center dreams of light <br>when you are not surprised <br>by breath and breath and breath <br>the first unconscious morning breath <br>the tap of the bird’s beak on the pane <br>and do not cry out come again <br>blest blest that you are come again <br>o light o sound o voice of bird o light <br>and memory too o memory blest <br>and curst with the debts of yesterday <br>that would not stay, or stay </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>when you are not surprised <br>by death and death and death <br>death of the bee in the daffodil <br>death of color in the child’s cheek <br>on the young mother’s breast <br>death of sense of touch of sight <br>death of delight <br>and the inward death the inward turning night <br>when the heart hardens itself with hate and indifference <br>for hated self and beloved not-self <br>when you are not surprised <br>by wheel’s turn or turn of season <br>the winged and orbed chariot tilt of time <br>the halcyon pause, the blue caesura of spring <br>and solar rhyme <br>woven into the divinely remembered nest <br>by the dark-eyed love in the oriole’s breast <br>and the tides of space that ring the heart <br>while still, while still, the wave of the invisible world <br>breaks into consciousness in the mind of god <br>then welcome death and be by death benignly welcomed <br>and join again in the ceaseless know-nothing <br>from which you awoke to the first surprise.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Conrad+Potter+Aiken">Conrad Potter Aiken</a><div class=q>
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nor leap in imagination from sunlight into shadow 
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