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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=389125" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Hem Of The Holy Garment...</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">we who speak as if we knew, <br>still jump at shadows in the night.<br>stopping for prayer and crossing ourselves, <br>reciting scriptures with trembling hearts.<br>or sit crosslegged on our debit cards, <br>for a dose of enlightenment.<br>or walk behind teachers as if we were sheep, <br>praying to be delivered from the battle.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">god is not god, <br>god is more than that.<br>cannot be bought by ritual or repitition.<br>enlightenment hath no debit card, <br>and sheep are led to slaughter.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the path must be walked, <br>the battle must be fought.<br>the soul's questions cannot be answered<br>by anyone else.<br>the truth is much broader than our concepts, <br>and we are more than our egos.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>the cost of life is living, <br>no one else can pay the bill.<br>the meaning of life is then love, <br>and love demands all without reservation.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">each moment is eternity.<br>redemption must be had together.<br>the truth that sets us free, <br>begins in the heart and moves through the hands.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">we are not seperate...<br>all that lives is a part of the whole.<br>when the hand hurts the feet must suffer, <br>when the eyes are taken, the ears must lead.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">god is not a noun, but a verb....<br>always there, in every face, in every leaf, <br>in every river, in every tree.<br>when we see with our hearts we know this, <br>and now our feet must follow our hearts! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">we are the prayers of holiness, <br>the flesh and bones of compassion, <br>and miracle....<br>we touch the hem of the holy garment, <br>when we reach out to those in need!</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>
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stopping for prayer and crossing ourselves, 
reciting scriptures with trembling hearts.
or sit crosslegged on our debit cards, 
for a dose of enlightenment.
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