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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=384671" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The River</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am a river flowing from God’s sea<br>Through devious ways. He mapped my course for me; <br>I cannot change it; mine alone the toil<br>To keep the waters free from grime and soil<br>The winding river ends where it began; <br>And when my life had compassed its brief span<br>I must return to that mysterious source.<br>So let me gather daily on my course<br>The perfume from the blossoms as I pass, <br>Balm from the pines, and healing from the grass, <br>And carry down my current as I go<br>Not common stones but precious gems to show; <br>And tears (the holy water from sad eyes) <br>Back to God’s sea, from which all rivers rise, <br>Let me convey, not blood from wounded hearts, <br>Nor poison which the upas-tree imparts.<br>When over flowery vales I leap with joy, <br>Let me not devastate them, nor destroy, <br>But rather leave them fairer to the sight; <br>Mine be the lot to comfort and delight.<br>And if down awful chasms I needs must leap, <br>Let me not murmur at my lot, but sweep<br>On bravely to the end without one fear, <br>Knowing that He who planned my ways stands near.<br>For Love is all, and over all. Amen.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ella+Wheeler+Wilcox">Ella Wheeler Wilcox</a><div class=q>
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Through devious ways. He mapped my course for me; 
I cannot change it; mine alone the toil
To keep the waters free from grime and soil
The winding river ends where it began; 
And when my life had compassed its..."></div>
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