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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=527963" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Rubber Of The Rosary</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am the rubber of the rosary, <br>said Sister Paul, my finger and <br>thumb move over the beads like <br>a humble worm, I utter prayers </div><div style="margin:10px 0">like a hissing snake, my breath <br>rising in the air like a frightened <br>bird. The silence enfolds me like <br>my lover's arms, its peacefulness </div><div style="margin:10px 0">kisses my ears like my lover's lips, <br>the touch of the thick silence my <br>lover's fingertips. His breath breathes <br>upon my neck, His requests utter </div><div style="margin:10px 0">In my ears, His love echoes through <br>my being. The darkness embraces <br>me like a black cloth, my eyes see <br>shadows in nightly prayers, my sight </div><div style="margin:10px 0">fails me with its tired eyes, the late <br>nights, the on knees prayers, the <br>going up and down the stairs to <br>and from the chilling chapel. I am </div><div style="margin:10px 0">a denier of self, my self denial is <br>my weapon against the selfish I, <br>my way of keeping the ego in its <br>place, the surging wanter of wants </div><div style="margin:10px 0">kept check, each fight for self denial <br>takes its toll, the selfish I wants its <br>revenge, seeks its way through my <br>daily walks, my day to day talks, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">the moment of eating, drinking, <br>sleeping, the dreaming nights. <br>My lover comes at my least request, <br>His eyes see me in the darkness's </div><div style="margin:10px 0">hold, His fingers find me and release <br>my bonds, His words echo through <br>the blackest night, His love warmer <br>than the sun's kiss, His nearness </div><div style="margin:10px 0">closer than air to lungs, than stars <br>to sky. My Lover comes, my prayers <br>are heard, my soul is lifted up, my <br>finger and thumb push round the black </div><div style="margin:10px 0">beads, He is there, noting each whispered <br>prayer, he lays me upon my bed, rests <br>me down, His holy lips healing my soul, <br>granting peace to my all too human head.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Terry+Collett">Terry Collett</a><div class=q>
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said Sister Paul, my finger and 
thumb move over the beads like 
a humble worm, I utter prayers 

like a hissing snake, my breath 
rising in the air like a frightened 
bird. The silence enfolds me like 
my lover's a..."></div>
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