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Aug 2015
Wordsworth words
are recalled:
about our birth
and sleep and forgetting
the arising of appearance
of separation..
Our separation declared
as real and we are taught
without remembering
the simple I Am
of our birth
the uncut root
of who we are..
Then to school
and reinforcement of
limits and partitions
which we become..
We seem to get along
but on occasion
evil enters our focus
and our questions..
Then the possibility
of hope and grace
a Remembering...
CharlesC
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