Crossing the threshold of meaning

days and nights
self and community
hermitage and service
voices, smiles and frowns
silence and solitude
ten thousand early mornings
ten thousand late afternoons
a million thoughts
this winding path
wherever it leads
the mere fact of remembrance
the austere peace of understanding
what we learned
what we left
what we meant
not passing clouds
but gentle suns
shining upon each other

Marcus Antoninus


Author: Marcus

Philosopher, poet and lover of life.

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