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[Delia Kostner]

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Dear All,

It is a beautiful, sultry midsummer day here in NH and I have spent the 
entirety of this Sunday morning working in the flower garden, noticing 
that the  blooms are at their fullest and I am faced with the prospect 
of cutting things back. Yesterday a doe wandered over to our pond  with 
her incredibly tiny new baby. I am awed and reminded of an e e cummings 
poem which has always been among my favorites.  So, I am taking Joni's 
suggestion and sending it along.

i thank You God for this amazing
day:for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue true dream of sky;and for everything
which is natural which is infinite which is yes

(i who have died am alive again today,
and this is the sun's birthday;this is the birth
day of life and of love and wings:and of the gay
great happening illimitably earth)

how should tasting touching hearing seeing
breathing any--lifted from the no
of all nothing--merely being
doubt unimaginable You?

(now the ears of my ears awake and
now the eyes of my eyes are opened)

I think the idea of sending favorite prayers, quotes poems is a nice 
one.   My thought are much in India with you all. Much Love, Ganga

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Dear All,


It is a beautiful, sultry midsummer day here in NH and I have spent
the entirety of this Sunday morning working in the flower garden,
noticing that the  blooms are at their fullest and I am faced with the
prospect of cutting things back. Yesterday a doe wandered over to our
pond  with her incredibly tiny new baby. I am awed and reminded of an
e e cummings poem which has always been among my favorites.  So, I am
taking Joni's suggestion and sending it along.


<bold><fontfamily><param>Comic Sans MS</param>i thank You God for this
amazing

day:for the leaping greenly spirits of trees

and a blue true dream of sky;and for everything

which is natural which is infinite which is yes


(i who have died am alive again today,

and this is the sun's birthday;this is the birth

day of life and of love and wings:and of the gay

great happening illimitably earth)


how should tasting touching hearing seeing

breathing any--lifted from the no 

of all nothing--merely being 

doubt unimaginable You?


(now the ears of my ears awake and

now the eyes of my eyes are opened)</fontfamily></bold>


I think the idea of sending favorite prayers, quotes poems is a nice
one.   My thought are much in India with you all. Much Love, Ganga


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