THE SPIRIT

There was no space for me to be free and connected. Total curtailment courted control or dropped you in the great void. I was always falling in that great hole. Constantly left to scramble out of the restrictions and interactions that choked the creative spirit. But there was a place that the spirit could not die. I had felt it once and now it was my life’s work to go back. I found the way once and would again.

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