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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=459875" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Three of my friends</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yes, it’s a photo of the three of them –<br>it’s not so often I can get them all together; <br>they’re so much in demand…</div><div style="margin:10px 0">This one’s Rosa. She has something<br>quite unique: she’s no great beauty, yet<br>she has that something which<br>we’ve given up trying to define: <br>let’s say, it’s, inner beauty…</div><div style="margin:10px 0">her girl friends are devoted to her; <br>men can’t keep away from her: <br>when you’re with her, you feel yourself<br>to… shine? As if you too, are beautiful? <br>(Her ‘girls’ admit it; men, <br>they do not like to put a name to it…though<br>sometimes contemplate themselves her husband; <br>glow with imagined, noble pride; <br>then sigh, at their unworthiness; <br>can’t wait to see her once again…) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here’s Cora.. I don’t see her much, <br>she’s in demand for every possible<br>committee or whatever… for<br>her innate goodness seems to grace, <br>to bless, bring harmony, to every<br>well-intentioned, sometimes rancorous, <br>committee that she sits on…often, chairs; <br>we sigh and say, what is it about her..? <br>She just brings out the best<br>in everybody… when you’re with her, <br>you love yourself; you never doubt<br>that you, too, always have the good of all<br>at heart..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">This one’s Max. He’d be at his happiest<br>in the research lab, discoveries <br>uncovering themselves under his steady gaze<br>as if eager to be found…<br>yet such is his ability to pass on<br>that love of finding out, <br>he’s constantly in demand to lecture and to teach; <br>his students, past and present, stand in awe, <br>yet love him for himself: when you talk to him, <br>he listens to your every word, <br>his eyes, shining all the while; as if<br>beyond the words you stumble out, <br>he hears – always and only – truth itself…<br>and for a while, you feel you share<br>his clarity of mind...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yes, I treasure that photo in its silver frame; <br>it’s so rarely that I get them all together; <br>but they themselves just love it when I do: <br>maybe you see it in the photo there? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">For as I stood behind the camera, I saw, <br>there's such respect there, for each other; <br>as if they know they share <br>a something so incredible, <br>that it’s a joy too absolute to name; <br>I breathed the word: humanity.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Michael+Shepherd">Michael Shepherd</a><div class=q>
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