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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=460212" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Saint Augustine cries from his heart</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Brothers – sisters – do our years last? <br>Day by day, they slip away…<br>those which were, no longer are; <br>those to come are not yet here.<br>The former days are past; <br>the future days are yet to come…<br>but only to pass away in their turn..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Today exists.. but only in this moment<br>in which we speak, this moment now…<br>already, its first hours have passed; <br>the hours that remain do not yet exist; <br>they will come, only to fall away<br>into nothingness…Nothing contains<br>constancy in itself.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The body does not possess being, <br>it has no permanence; it changes with age, <br>it changes with time and place, <br>it changes with illness and accident..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The bright stars<br>have as little constancy; <br>they change in hidden ways, <br>they go whirling through space…<br>they are not steady, being is not theirs..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nor is the human heart any more as constant: <br>how many thoughts disturb it? <br>how many ambitions now besiege it! <br>How many pleasures pull it<br>this way and that, tearing it apart! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The human spirit itself, although<br>endowed with reason, changes..<br>it does not possess being: <br>it wills and does not will; <br>it knows and does not know; <br>it remembers and forgets.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No one has in themselves, the unity of being…<br>so, after so many sufferings, diseases, <br>troubles and pains, let us return<br>to seeking that One Being; <br>seek out, join, those who dwell<br>in that city where Being itself is shared..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">for a life without the sense, the sensing, <br>the living-out of eternal Being, is unworthy <br>of the name of life; only the changeless<br>gives us meaning in and for our change…</div><div style="margin:10px 0">only the boundless frees our minds of bonds.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>[paraphrased from his Commentary on Psalm 121<br>and his Sermon 346]</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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Day by day, they slip away…
those which were, no longer are; 
those to come are not yet here.
The former days are past; 
the future days are yet to come…
but only to pass away in their turn..

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