Reinventing Rituals

Reinventing ritual;
the centre of all being.
Understanding what is real;
the core of really seeing.
These are all things I wonder
as I gaze upon a tree.
What really is the meaning
of simply being me?

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Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri
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