It's called spiritual recycling. ;->
P.
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From: [log in to unmask] href="mailto:[log in to unmask]">Chokh Raj
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Sent: Wednesday, May 09, 2012 6:44 PM
Subject: The Incarnation: What Was And Shall Always Be


from GERONTION

"In the juvescence of the year
//Came Christ the tiger."//  
  
 
"In depraved May, dogwood and chestnut, flowering judas,
To be eaten, to be divided, to be drunk
Among whispers; by Mr. Silvero
With caressing hands, at Limoges
Who walked all night in the next room;         
By Hakagawa, bowing among the Titians;
By Madame de Tornquist, in the dark room
Shifting the candles; Fraulein von Kulp
Who turned in the hall, one hand on the door. Vacant shuttles
Weave the wind. I have no ghosts,         
An old man in a draughty house
Under a windy knob."
 
//"The tiger springs in the new year. Us he devours."//

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The Absolute!

CR