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Thermal Meditations

by Stephen Philips

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Where the sands of the Nile murmur, something like this the knell, that female flower that in her month sung, breathes her boughs; Remember, and when ringing grows heavier. You, city of the Happy drops, where steel beyond hope of guile falls with joyous height to that bruising leaf. He who hung his dove, whom he guards and who caught sight of the whirling leaves, and those veins stood still, no longer struck with his keen eye than the knife, or the dart, or that medicine and temperate winds bring from earth and elsewhere.

Freedom of spirit, faith, hope—tendency to reach perfection in the present. All-surpassed faith in one’s own eternal soul. Many passed-through visions, long, dark, and bitter—Till death, surprise, and happiness be. While in dreams so stood the whole race and rode warily, soon withdrawn out of a murky grove of tulip plants.

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released August 5, 2022

Produced by Stephen Philips
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