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Twenty-first century living poetry
Each step I took with her filled in another page in my poetry book of life.Under a young sun each movement she made was a poem. At that moment all I had was this feeling, and her wonderful presence. Living poetry, total attention without trying, total absorbtion, Why isn't this what the 'Guru' has said is enlightenment? But wait, what about attachment? Will there be a moment full enough for parting in my living poetry?
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Thank You!
Tracey