<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=388769" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sacred Common Things</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">i wake to the sound of weeping, <br>only to find it's me, <br>weeping for the world.<br>i wake to the feel of my hands, <br>reaching out for other hands...<br>only to find it's god, <br>both reaching and taking.<br>i wake to the smell of fear, <br>in skies ridden by gunfire, <br>in alleys reeking with despair, <br>in children that stink of hunger.<br>i wake to the taste of longing, <br>to love and be loved...<br>and arise once again, <br>to do sacred common things!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Eric+Cockrell">Eric Cockrell</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=388769" data-title="Sacred Common Things de Eric Cockrell" data-description="i wake to the sound of weeping, only to find it's me, weeping for the world. i wake to the feel of my hands, reaching out for other hands... only to find it's god, both reaching and taking. i wake to the smell of fear, in skies ridden by gunf..."></div> </div> </div>

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