Natural state
18th July, 2015

"I hold cold my soul in stake"
For of what gain will joy be
When by strange passes we
Make our wake in life.
Nevertheless joy be supreme
But from low ways she flows.
Happy is life when in true spent.
Should we not come to realise
Divinity by simple ways come.
Flow, flow and rise by the low
Our greatest glory is internal-
To realise we are low and even
Just in our natural selves as this.

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