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The Source of Being

November 1, 2013

Opening up to the source of it all

the origin to which I’m called

nothing compares to this insight

from which there can be no respite

perpetual and forever

spinning all the threads together.

I cannot be parted from me

it is here always, I cannot flee.

Joy in my own centered being

from this I wouldn’t want freeing

not for all the world could offer

all the temptations it may proffer

not for all it may throw at me

in the air, the earth or the sea.

Heavy may be my destined load

but here is my chosen abode

no one can shake me from this path

Only I can have the last laugh

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