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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=460319" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>U N I C O R N 1 5</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">and though there are places, times, <br>when you are most likely to find it<br>there in your heart, <br>there in front of your eyes –</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the mossy glade within the woods, <br>the sunlight filtering through the trees, <br>or in the pure air of the highest hills, <br>or among the tossing white-topped waves –</div><div style="margin:10px 0">or at the quiet times –<br>as the dawn sunlight makes the world anew, <br>plays to make diamonds of the dew, <br>or as the peace of dusk descends, <br>carrying a silent blessing –</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the places and the times<br>when you’re most ready in yourself to meet it –</div><div style="margin:10px 0">yet it can appear to you at any time or place –<br>the crowds, the rush, the noise<br>cannot disturb it<br>if it wishes to be seen by you</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and afterwards, you’ll remember, <br>know just why it happened to be then and there; <br>and what it told you, all about yourself; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">when it’s there, although we call it ‘white’, <br>it’s more than white – almost transparent, <br>almost like a living crystal sculpture of itself, <br>almost silver; somewhere where substances and colours<br>are first made, and meet each other; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">it may look at you, with eyes that seem to know everything<br>and find everything, peaceful, loving, beautiful and reasonable; <br>or it may not look at you; but still<br>it talks with you with its very presence; <br>you know that’s so, because<br>you find yourself speaking to it in the same way, <br>opening your heart to it, because<br>it listens to you; it’s there just listening; <br>its listening is understanding; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and afterwards, the ‘afterwards’ is changed for ever; <br>as if you’ve met yourself, and find that good; <br>the world is yours, and possibilities<br>are boundless; and the unicorn<br>does not need your eyes - it makes its home<br>there in your heart <br>as if it had never been away.</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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