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Often I have felt that I must praise my world

For what my eyes and ears have seen these many years,

And what my heart has loved.

And often I have tried to start my lines:

"Dear earth," I say,

And then I pause

To look once more.

Soon I am bemused

And far away in wonder.

So I never get beyond "Dear Earth."Source: Kathleen Montgomery, ed. Day of Promise: Collected Meditations, Vol. 1 (Skinner House Books, 2001).

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