Like a captive bird The soul sings, Remembering its home. It is precisely For this song, The bird is caged. -SB
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In my own case, I acted as if godliness was next to idleness. Most often I sought time away by myself to contemplate how spiritual I was. I truly believed salvation was to be found, away from others, meditating upon profound thoughts. And when I traveled a little further, I realized ‘contemplating my navel’ was […]
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