Where Do I Begin?

Where is the Spirit, where is the song?

Where is the rhythm to which we belong?

So far from our world, so far from our hearts;

why are we so lost to the Spirit’s true arts?

I breathe and I feel the Spirit within,

but the Journey to find it – where do I begin?

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