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I couldn’t resist posting the companion to the poem “To God.” I think that they are both good for me to ponder this week.
Everywhere only brief sleep,
In man, in greenery, in the cup of the winds.
Everyone returns home to his dead heart.
-I wish the world was still a child-
And could tell me about the first breath.
Once there was a great godliness in the sky,
The stars gave each other the bible to read.
If I could once touch the hand of God
Or see the moon on his finger.
Oh God, oh God, how far I am from you!
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