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From the pip the fine tender green blastema is breaking. It will grow, absorb the sunny rays and in autumn it will turn into the elastic goldish straw. While cutting it off you think about what is hiding in it?
But many hours, weeks, months and even years will slip by, before the encasement will be done. Each work will pass its own way that was performed from on high and I only pray to have the chance to cast a glance on the framework of an icon incarnated from draft. And it means to be rejoice, to be delighted with every detail of icon encasement, to desire ardently to perform what is given, to allow the hands to work obedient.
It is such a delight, such a soar, a pleasure from the work!
What a wonder! What a miracle!"
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