The Sage*
Quietly, intensely… focusing on the unknowable
The sage slowly reaches the doorway of unending light.
Enlightenment! He picks up his broom and sweeps the porch clean.
*sigo
The Sage*
Quietly, intensely… focusing on the unknowable
The sage slowly reaches the doorway of unending light.
Enlightenment! He picks up his broom and sweeps the porch clean.
*sigo
Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.
T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.
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