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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=460459" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>0019 Anniversary</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Today, no looking back and no regrets; <br>but simply, celebration..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The world turns round with awesome force, and tilts; <br>its axis, lawful - merciful or cruel -<br>spins silently its thread which weaves our lives <br>and adds a number to our earthshaped days; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And here I’m much intrigued<br>by Indian thought – if never to be proved, alas –<br>that this same soul or self has solemnly laid down<br>by previous actions in our previous life<br>the screenplay of our present life and its precise and<br>tempting, daunting racecourse, steeplechase, <br>hard ground and hedges, fences, walls and waterjumps…</div><div style="margin:10px 0">set down with glorious intent that we<br>transcending, lay down in our turn<br>a further life, and life, and life<br>so near a glory in ourself, eternity<br>be seen to be more natural than change…</div><div style="margin:10px 0">it would be good – it would be good to ask that One–<br>if aged wisdom’s memory might bring<br>some misty vision, of how we’re ‘getting on’ -<br>in this so golden chain of being where<br>there are no ‘others’ for ourselves to blame; <br>to meet that soul won out of previous life<br>and say ‘look, this is what I made<br>of what you set for me…’; and to our future soul<br>present our present soul, with all goodwill, <br>in lieu of meek apology… </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Today, no looking back and no regrets –<br>for this would be too dark impediment –<br>as law and justice act invisible, <br>this sunny anniversary; <br>the flowers peek cautious from the ground to sound their praise; <br>the air speaks with the best of bread one ever smelled or ate, <br>and fresh-cut garlic adds its promise, hope, delight and joy, <br>and through the open window, shouts to neighbours, celebrate! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Today’s a day of comings, goings, calls and messages; <br>and on this keyboard under grateful fingertips<br>there’s just one battered word tap-taps itself: <br>a sound before a word: before it was, it is; <br>and yet, today, it’s now-born here and fresh, <br>and echoes through eternity’s timed view: <br>it’s boundless, shared, and indestructible: <br>it’s yes and yes; and day by day; it’s love.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Today, no looking back and no regrets; <br>but simply, celebration..</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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The world turns round with awesome force, and tilts; 
its axis, lawful - merciful or cruel -
spins silently its thread which weaves our lives 
and adds a number to our earthshaped ..."></div>
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