<html><head><meta http-equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html charset=utf-8"></head><body style="word-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; -webkit-line-break: after-white-space;" class=""><div style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;" class="">Credo</div><div style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; min-height: 22px;" class=""><br class=""></div><div style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; min-height: 22px;" class=""><br class=""></div><div style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;" class="">I cannot find my way: there is no star </div><div style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;" class="">In all the shrouded heavens anywhere; </div><div style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;" class="">And there is not a whisper in the air </div><div style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;" class="">Of any living voice but one so far </div><div style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;" class="">That I can hear it only as a bar </div><div style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;" class="">Of lost, imperial music, played when fair </div><div style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;" class="">And angel fingers wove, and unaware, </div><div style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;" class="">Dead leaves to garlands where no roses are. </div><div style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;" class="">No, there is not a glimmer, nor a call, </div><div style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;" class="">For one that welcomes, welcomes when he fears, </div><div style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;" class="">The black and awful chaos of the night; </div><div style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;" class="">For through it all, -- above, beyond it all, -- </div><div style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;" class="">I know the far-sent message of the years, </div><div style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;" class="">I feel the coming glory of the Light! </div><div style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; min-height: 22px;" class=""><br class=""></div><div style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;" class=""><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>- Edwin Arlington Robinson</div><div class="">
<div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 18px; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: auto; text-align: start; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: auto; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px;" class=""><div style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;" class=""><br class="Apple-interchange-newline"><br class=""></div><div style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;" class=""><br class=""></div><div style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;" class=""><div style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;" class="">"the path to heaven</div><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;" class=""> doesn’t lie down in flat miles.</p><div style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;" class=""> It’s in the imagination</div><div style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;" class=""> with which you perceive</div><div style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;" class=""> this world,</div><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;" class=""> and the gestures</p><div style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;" class=""> with which you honor it.”</div></div><div style="orphans: 2; widows: 2; margin: 0px; line-height: normal;" class=""><br class=""></div><div style="orphans: 2; widows: 2; margin: 0px; line-height: normal;" class=""><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>- Mary Oliver</div></div><div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 18px; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: auto; text-align: start; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: auto; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px;" class=""><br class=""></div><br class="Apple-interchange-newline"><br class="Apple-interchange-newline">
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