When the body leaps to the soul, the spirit clothes the flesh with light.
Sunday, April 17, 2016
Stillness
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Everything is still Nothing moves Thought vanishes Breath settles into a rhythm that pulsates with the Cosmic beat The body is taut like a string I want to melt into stillness.
I have been passionate about life and love but somehow channeled my passions in artistic pursuits. I could not translate my romance with ideology into activism.
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