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Sunday 20 March 2011

The Telephone - Michel Quoist

I have just hung up;
why did he telephone?
I don’t know…
O! I get it…
I talked a lot and listened little.

Forgive me, Lord, it was a monologue and not a dialogue.
I explained my idea and did not get his;
Since I didn’t listen, I learned nothing,
Since I didn’t listen, I didn’t help,
Since I didn’t listen, we didn’t communicate.

Forgive me, Lord, for we were connected,
and now we are cut off.

Michel Quoist (1921 - 1997) France

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