<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=461099" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Through A Glass Darkly</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Chinese lady optician, her upbeat manner<br>coming over rather strangely in her pronunciation, <br>peered deep into my eyes, though giving no sign<br>of having found my soul there.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My roving mind suppressed something between<br>a giggle and the heard sound<br>of holy laughter – as of a group of nuns<br>laughing at the teasing of Our Lord, <br>or the cow-maidens laughing on the river-bank<br>of cool clear mountain water, at<br>the mischief of that boy Krishna…</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and through my mind, scrolled the Book of Psalms –<br>… I lift up mine eyes unto the hills…<br>…O Lord, help me in my unbelief…<br>…look upon me with Thy merciful eyes, O Lord…<br>… and renew a right spirit within me…</div><div style="margin:10px 0">now and in the time to come, <br>to focus on infinity…</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Chinese lady optician, <br>acting out inscrutable, <br>turned and wrote down in some timeless book <br>the record of my sins, visual, visible and invisible, <br>as in a glass, darkly; <br>but now, face to face, <br>resumed her study of how my mind if not my soul<br>has limited my vision.</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> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=461099" data-title="Through A Glass Darkly de Michael Shepherd" data-description="The Chinese lady optician, her upbeat manner coming over rather strangely in her pronunciation, peered deep into my eyes, though giving no sign of having found my soul there. My roving mind suppressed something between a giggle and the heard sou..."></div> </div> </div>

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