Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing
and rightdoing there is a field.
I’ll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass
the world is too full to talk about.
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Thursday, June 27, 2024
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Ode to the Mysore Pak
The days had become miserable, marked by medicines taken in the hope of sleep. Nights passed counting sheep, while the days that...
