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A Meditation

August 28, 2019

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“I feel my body become the earth,

The richness and the rock.

From my scant depth of dark topsoil

Spring the fruits for all.

But rock am I

As well as soil,

And at my center flows

The fire of molten mystery

Kindled long ago.

What consciousness

Begat that fire

Bringing me to now?”

The Essene Book of Days: August 28th    Danaan Parry

 

 

 

 

 

 

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