<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=388839" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Small Glimpses Of Holiness</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">i can remember being a kid, <br>and going to church on Sunday....<br>can remember the way the sunlight<br>danced through the stained glass<br>windows, the smell of the old<br>hymnals, the way the hard bench<br>hurt my back....<br>can remember singing the old hymns...<br>(sometimes they come to me <br>in my sleep....) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">but i cant remember any particular sermon! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">it's funny what we equate with God, <br>and holiness... and what we dont! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">just as easy i can remember being alone<br>in the woods, watching sunlight pour<br>through the pines, listening to the gurgling<br>of the creek.... and the way the earth felt<br>beneath my bare feet.....</div><div style="margin:10px 0">or the first time i ever made love<br>to a girl... in the front seat of an<br>old Rambler.... moonlight sifting through<br>the trees... and the barking of a dog.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">or sleeping in a cave, on the run, and the <br>damp darkness like a womb enveloping <br>me... with only the sound of a nearby<br>waterfall piercing the stillness....</div><div style="margin:10px 0">or standing by my mother's grave...<br>watching a part of myself go back<br>to the dust...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">or the sound of my children's voices<br>when they just needed assurance....</div><div style="margin:10px 0">small glimpses of holiness drifting<br>through an old man's mind... on the way <br>back home.</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=388839" data-title="Small Glimpses Of Holiness de Eric Cockrell" data-description="i can remember being a kid, and going to church on Sunday.... can remember the way the sunlight danced through the stained glass windows, the smell of the old hymnals, the way the hard bench hurt my back.... can remember singing the old hymns... ..."></div> </div> </div>

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