Thirty-Seven

Music: Fugue in F# major.
By Dimitri Shostakovich. Sequenced by J. Marques.

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Thirty-seven savors what he has,
Having faith in ultimate perfection.
In time, all lives are gathered into one,
Returning to a place they've never been,
The undivided is that never was,
Yet ever will be longing's destination.
So is one's being Being's brief reflection,
Eternal every instant that one is,
Vast and intricate as all creation
Even as the day eludes one's grasp,
Never, never feeling quite like home.

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