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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=413237" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The well of love</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I think in these quiet moments of the night <br>That love and despise are two feelings of close side<br>Although we prefer one and shun the other<br>Nevertheless we do confuse between one another<br> <br>Like two branches emerging from the same trunk<br>Of tree, nourished by roots of the same rank<br>Yet they are so different upon our mood.<br>Love turns its head towards the EAST<br>The dawn of day, the sun of new hopes<br>Despise turns its head towards the west<br>The end of the day, the dusk before the dark<br>The pause, the end, the death <br>The cease, the change.......<br> <br>There is a change, and I am left poor<br>The love that had been, nor long ago<br>A fountain at my heart's door<br>Whose only tread was to flow<br>And flow it did; not taking heed<br>Of storms of tempests<br>Of its own bounty, or my need<br> <br>What happy moments I knew <br>What divine thoughts I drew<br>From its existence<br>Blessed was I then all bliss above<br>Now for this consecrated Fount<br>Of murmuring, sparkling, living love<br>What have I left with? Shall I dare tell? <br>A comfort less and a hidden well<br> <br>Yes a well of love<br>I guess<br>It may be still deep<br>With water fresh and distilled<br>I trust it is, and never dry<br>What it matters if the waters sleep? <br>In silence and in obscurity of its deep<br>Such a change, at the very door<br>Of my fond heart, has made me poor</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>   copy rights 2010</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Isaac+Ziv">Isaac Ziv</a><div class=q>
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That love and despise are two feelings of close side
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