13. The wandering mind
What matters lack of concentration
as long as you are free?
What do we have a mind for
if not to make good use of it,
and what use could be better
than to constantly apply its freedom
to the constant exploration
of the greatest of all universes,
that of pure spirituality?
So let me fly about
and all around infinity,
that is my privilege
as human soul incarnated with wings
to never lose my contact with eternity.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2006-08-15 at 10:47
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