Shelter

This temple is broken,
No longer suitable to shelter
My soul, yet only now do

I realize my body does not
Compose me, and I detach from
The intrusiveness of lesser

Knowing, that I may be
Immersed in diversions of
Freedom flirting beyond

My touch, an immortal spirit
Baptized in waters of gratitude
While dancing improv

Tangos with witty blasts
Of nomadic hurricanes, until I
Escape my own perplexity

© Rob Taylor, 2018


“We must not accept the proposition that a relationship with a government, political organization, religion, belief system, corporation, geographical border, or even family constitutes an irreducible primary. The irreducible primary is the human species, and this fact is firmly established by the unique composition and determinative influences of human beings relative to all that exists.”

Taylor, Rob. The Irreducible Primary: A Dialogue on Nature, Spirituality, and the Human Condition (p. 25). Rob Taylor. Kindle Edition.

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