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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=430848" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>On Religion</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">And an old priest said, 'Speak to us of Religion.' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And he said: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Have I spoken this day of aught else? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Is not religion all deeds and all reflection, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And that which is neither deed nor reflection, but a wonder and a surprise ever springing in the soul, even while the hands hew the stone or tend the loom? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Who can separate his faith from his actions, or his belief from his occupations? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Who can spread his hours before him, saying, 'This for God and this for myself; This for my soul, and this other for my body?' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">All your hours are wings that beat through space from self to self. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He who wears his morality but as his best garment were better naked. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The wind and the sun will tear no holes in his skin. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And he who defines his conduct by ethics imprisons his song-bird in a cage. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The freest song comes not through bars and wires. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And he to whom worshipping is a window, to open but also to shut, has not yet visited the house of his soul whose windows are from dawn to dawn. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Your daily life is your temple and your religion. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Whenever you enter into it take with you your all. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Take the plough and the forge and the mallet and the lute, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The things you have fashioned in necessity or for delight. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">For in revery you cannot rise above your achievements nor fall lower than your failures. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And take with you all men: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">For in adoration you cannot fly higher than their hopes nor humble yourself lower than their despair. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And if you would know God be not therefore a solver of riddles. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Rather look about you and you shall see Him playing with your children. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And look into space; you shall see Him walking in the cloud, outstretching His arms in the lightning and descending in rain. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">You shall see Him smiling in flowers, then rising and waving His hands in trees.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Khalil+Gibran">Khalil Gibran</a><div class=q>
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