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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=460282" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Secret Society Of The Suddenly Quiet...</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">This Christmas, as ever at this time of year, <br>there’s a worldwide brotherhood and sisterhood<br>whose numbers I cannot count<br>and would not wish to know; <br>who seldom know each other; <br>and perhaps, that’s just as well..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">who, in their dressing-gowns on Christmas morn, <br>amid bright wrappings hasty torn, <br>and exclamations…<br>fall suddenly quiet, <br>are far, somewhere else for several moments; <br>return, and look silently in thought, deeply, <br>at partner, children; their eyes<br>now a little more shining than they were..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">or who, at a lively dinner-party, <br>fall quiet for a minute, <br>look around the table, thoughtfully; or<br>squeeze a hand, secretly; then<br>return as if they’d never been away; <br>return perhaps with new vigour<br>in their conversation and in response..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">or even, acceptably alone at Christmas, <br>celebrate it in this quietness; <br>if you knew them, which you don’t, <br>you might say something to them; <br>or, just might not know what you should say..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">who are these, suddenly quiet <br>for a moment, far away, <br>celebrating something in their quietness? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">they are those whose quietness would say, <br>this is what I never knew, when I a child; <br>longed for, never thought it would come true; <br>how fortunate I am, that I’ve survived<br>to feel like this…</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Indians might say, this is the story of your present life, <br>which you wrote with your previous life..<br>the drama of separation now transcended…<br>that may be so, explain a lot; or it may not… but, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">look at them- when they don’t see you doing that-<br>look at them deeply with the eyes of love; <br>saying in yourself, yes, yes, yes…</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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there’s a worldwide brotherhood and sisterhood
whose numbers I cannot count
and would not wish to know; 
who seldom know each other; 
and perhaps, that’s just as well..

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