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  • Your daily life is your temple and your religion.
    Whenever you enter into it take with you your all.
    Take the plough and the forge and the mallet and the lute,
    The Things you have fashioned in neccessity or for delight.
    For reverie you cannot rise above your achievements nor fall lower than your failures.
    All take with you all menL
    For in adoration you cannot fly higher than their hopes nor humble yourself lower than their despair.
    And if you would know God, be not therefore a solve of riddles.
    Rather look about you and you shall see HIm Playing wit your children.
    And look at space: your shall him walking in the cloud, outstretching his arms in the lighting and descending in rain.
    Your shall see Him smiling in flowers, the rising and waving his hands in trees.

    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Khalil_Gibran
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