At times we all need space to grow;
somewhere to let our rhythm flow.
A place where heart and mind can meet
and lay life’s plans down at our feet.
To wander there when e’er we need;
’tis there our hearts can find the seed
to plant deep down inside our Soul
and nurture till we do grow whole.
So Journey often to your place,
where you’ll find your own true grace.
Leave behind Mammon’s lessons bleak;
go find the truth that we all seek.

About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
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