And now in age I bud again,
After so many deaths I live and write;
I once more smell the dew and rain,
And relish versing. Oh my only light,
It cannot be
That I am he
On whom thy tempests fell all night.
George Herbert (1593-1633). The Flower.
Reborn
Notes from the Compiler
Sketch by Kip Crooks:- Now I am in my nineties, Gregory of Nyssa (330-395), and roughly translated, has given me this motto for each new day: 'From beginning; To a new beginning; To beginnings that have no end.' ( Song of Songs 8, in Expositio in Canticum Canticorum, Patrologia Graeco, 44, 941 C.)
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