<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=459900" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Universe at Finger-tip</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Two or three months back <br>my little finger caught in a closing hinge; <br>could have been worse… </div><div style="margin:10px 0">since then, the nail’s been <br>every shade of blackish-brown, <br>living some ancient, primitive life, of battered claw, <br>or shellfish, bruised by rock and ocean, <br>yet preserving, in its shell <br>such tender life <br>as heroes live to save.. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">every day, I watch this primeval drama <br>as, secretly, beneath the horny shell <br>so measured in its protectiveness, <br>dying slowly like a hero who enfolds <br>a baby life within his arms, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">secretly beneath, there grows a new pink life; <br>its promise makes me look afresh <br>at its neighbour nails; and marvel <br>at the delicacy of their shade <br>from crescent moon to nail so practical.. <br>what lacquer could ever hope to match <br>this living beauty? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and I fall silent, still; humbled at this scene <br>that brings the universe’s law and love <br>here to my finger-end. No name of god, <br>or evolution, or Intelligent Design, <br>may encompass my humility; <br>I who know not my own finger-end; <br>humility so still, it’s even beyond prayer. <br>If praise can be one, without form - <br>then this is praise.</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> <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=459900" data-title="Universe at Finger-tip de Michael Shepherd" data-description="Two or three months back my little finger caught in a closing hinge; could have been worse… since then, the nail’s been every shade of blackish-brown, living some ancient, primitive life, of battered claw, or shellfish, bruised by rock ..."></div> </div> </div>

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