Spirit

You’ll know it when it moves you

When it stirs the soul

Often quiet, often subtle, often in language unspoken

It calms

Like a ghost it whispers

When the clutter, cleared, and clarity, offered

It cleans the mind, and awakes the heart

Removes us to a different place, from time released

Peace, quiet, assurance

Reminding us

As we long to stay

Above the material, it reveals enough

Offering perfect completeness

Abundance

In stillness lingers

But to be still

Forever.

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Tim Koide's Anecdotes and Artifacts
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Just a man with a son, and a love far away, doing stuff in Northern California.