I like the sensation of freedom
that none puts a delaying hand on me, and I can, like the Indians, after being a house-holder retire to the jungle to meditate.

~A.E.


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Away! the great life calls; I leave
For Beauty, Beauty's rarest flower.

~A.E.



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Out of the vast the voice of one replies
Whose words are clouds and stars and night and day,
When for the light the anguished spirit cries
Deep in its house of clay.

~A.E.


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...Could you and I whene'er the light appears
Cry at the wonder "I am that," as did the Vedic seers?

~A.E.


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In the dark tarn of my spirit love the morning star is lit.

~ A.E. (George William Russell)



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