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Spinning through
Eternity
In
Motion
Difficult to
See
Every
Rock, blade of
Grass
And gnarly
Tree
And
Don’t forget
You and
Me
Out of My Write Mind 
Beautiful take Sandy. It is difficult to keep track of everything when we are going through this journey. Thanks for joining in
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Happy to do so.
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Beautiful poem, Sandy.
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Glad you enjoyed it, Amy.
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Beautiful!
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Thanks.
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After T.S. Eliot became a Christ-follower, Jesus was the “still point” to his turning world. 🤠
“At the still point of the turning world. Neither flesh nor fleshless;
Neither from nor towards; at the still point, there the dance is,
But neither arrest nor movement. And do not call it fixity,
Where past and future are gathered. Neither movement from nor towards,
Neither ascent nor decline. Except for the point, the still point,
There would be no dance, and there is only the dance.” T.S Eliot
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Yes! And eternity is what we are!
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