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	<title type="text">Prayers and Poems - Exploring Spirituality</title>
	<subtitle type="text">Creating an ideal citizen of the State of Virtue Educating a pluralistic civil society</subtitle>
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		<title>Remnants</title>
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		<published>2008-04-02T03:00:00-04:00</published>
		<updated>2008-04-02T03:00:00-04:00</updated>
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			<name>Ralph Singh</name>
			<email>ralph@gobindsadan.org</email>
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&lt;p&gt;Remnants of snow cling to the trees - white swatches clasp smooth brown branches or nestle among the green needles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile the buds are forming further out.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The woods on distant hills take on the felt of new antlers on spring bucks.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Seasons change. Here it’s almost April and the passing of winter is still in progress. Soon the exploding buds will vanquish the remnants of winter.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I know winter will come once more. Will I be better prepared?&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Remnants of snow cling to the trees - white swatches clasp smooth brown branches or nestle among the green needles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile the buds are forming further out.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The woods on distant hills take on the felt of new antlers on spring bucks.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Seasons change. Here it’s almost April and the passing of winter is still in progress. Soon the exploding buds will vanquish the remnants of winter.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I know winter will come once more. Will I be better prepared?&lt;/p&gt;
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