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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=460958" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>I Read Psalm 30</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Say, it’s the first day<br>of your holiday in the country or the wild: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">you’ve slept so well, you go out<br>just as dawn is about to break, <br>to take in your surrounding: <br>fields, woods, forests, mountains; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">there’s dew on the ground, moist air<br>gently rolling off the mountains; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">everything seems, at this precious moment, <br>to know all about two great events: <br>sleeping and resting, and waking and being alive; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">you take it all in for a moment; <br>then maybe, light a cigarette, <br>think of your first cup of coffee, <br>congratulate yourself for living the good life..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">or maybe something in you would like, <br>as the first slow sunlight makes rainbows<br>in each dropp of dew in front of you, <br>to say thank you to someone or something; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">maybe you believe a bit in God<br>while freely admitting, you don’t understand<br>anything about His – or Her, or Its – nature; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and maybe that sense of wonder<br>that crept up on you<br>slips into a sort of thankful praise; and that<br>expands the wonder wonderfully, until</div><div style="margin:10px 0">you’re living surrounded by wonder; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and if someone said to you standing there, <br>don’t you feel that all around us, <br>we are looking, smelling, tasting, hearing, <br>in the silence and the stillness, something of<br>the nature of God? you might<br>say, something like that…</div><div style="margin:10px 0">maybe the psalmist is right, <br>God ‘needs’, too, in a way; <br>needs human beings to wonder at him, <br>thank him, praise him, celebrate him…</div><div style="margin:10px 0">maybe the mind loves innocence, <br>the heart, to sing and dance…</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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of your holiday in the country or the wild: 

you’ve slept so well, you go out
just as dawn is about to break, 
to take in your surrounding: 
fields, woods, forests, mountains; 

there’s dew on the ground, moist air
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