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Politics : Should God be replaced? -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: Grandk who wrote (11383)	2/28/2002 11:10:15 PM
From: 2MAR$	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 28931

That's another very nice passage , I love your choices of scripture and the messages and sense of "presence" they contain. I won't say "divine presence" , for it need not be said between us ? Very nice thoughts J Kenyon .... ...i too have once stood upon the sea cliffs and mountains too. Once when young did live in Yosemite for many months...the splendors there were hard to miss, and the silences so powerfully moving in that majestic place (overrun now with tourists<G>) Here's a poem for you from Lord Byron from "Manfred" Neocon was nice enough once to share ...or was it Solon? ...but you might like it as well: Manfred The spirits I have raised abandon me, The spells which I have studied baffled me, The remedy I reck'd of tortured me; I lean no more on super-human aid, It hath no power upon the past, and for The future, till the past be gulf'd in darkness, It is not of my search. -- My mother Earth! And thou fresh breaking Day, and you, ye Mountains, Why are ye beautiful? I cannot love ye. And thou, the bright eye of the universe That openest over all, and unto all Art a delight -- thou shin'st not on my heart. And you, ye crags, upon whose extreme edge I stand, and on the torrent's brink beneath Behold the tall pines dwindled as to shrubs In dizziness of distance; when a leap, A stir, a motion, even a breath, would bring My breast upon its rocky bosom's bed To rest forever -- wherefore do I pause? I feel the impulse--yet I do not plunge; I see the peril -- yet do not recede; And my brain reels -- and yet my foot is firm. There is a power upon me which withholds, And makes it my fatality to live; a man in need of a leap of faith ? ;-) ***********