Nothing is really lost or can be lost, No birth, identity, form–no object of the world, Nor life, nor force, nor any visible thing… The body, sluggish, aged , cold–the embers left from early fires, …shall duly flame again
Nothing is really lost or can be lost, No birth, identity, form–no object of the world, Nor life, nor force, nor any visible thing… The body, sluggish, aged , cold–the embers left from early fires, …shall duly flame again