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We shall not cease from exploration And the end of all our exploring Will be to arrive where we started And know the place for the first time. The Wasteland – T.S. Eliot. I thank you God for most this amazing day Clumsily striving (finding and losing and laughing and crying) children ...”
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We shall not cease from exploration And the end of all our exploring Will be to arrive where we started And know the place for the first time. The Wasteland – T.S. Eliot
I thank you God for most this amazing day Clumsily striving (finding and losing and laughing and crying) children...” e ecummings
... boundless and bare The lone and level sands stretch far away. Ozymandius - P B Shelley
You ask my thoughts Through the long night? I spent it listening To the heavy rain Beating against the windows. IzumuShikubu
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod; And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil; And wears man’s smudge and shares man’s smell; the soil Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod. G.M. Hopkins – God’s Grandeur
The Holy Ghost over the bent World broods with warm breast and with ah! Bright wings. G.M. Hopkins – God’s Grandeur
O, thou Lord of Life, send my roots rain. G.M. Hopkins – Thou art indeed just, lord
...you only know A heap of broken images , where the sun beats, And the dead tree gives no shelter, the cricket no relief, And the dry stone no sound of water... T.S. Eliot - The Wasteland
Who is the third who walks always beside you? When I count, there is only you and I together But when I look ahead up the white road There is always another one walking beside you .... ... who is that on the other side of you? T.S. Eliot – The Wasteland
Vs 2 My soul thirsts for you, my flesh longs for you: as a dry and thirsty land where no water is. Vs 5 • And so I will bless you as long as I live: • and in your name will I lift my hands on high.
God beneath me, God in front of me, God behind me, God above me, God within me. Prayer attributed to St Patrick
We shall not cease from exploration And the end of all our exploring Will be to arrive where we started And know the place for the first time. The Wasteland – T.S. Eliot