Caught in Inaction
Still I sit,Apart but still connected,
The cherished travel on,
To thier own blessed destinations,
We circle around,
In intertwined patterns,
All beautiful as one,
But explicitly unique in sections.
Caught in Inaction
Still I sit,The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.
Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)
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