The dance of Spirit—lovely, sweet— Moves not in mortal mind Where cautious step would stop and start In narrow thought confined. For Spirit's dance, all flowing free, So beautifully defies The earthly pas de deux which mocks Eternal improvise And Love's supernal rhythm wraps Each one in true embrace, Claiming past as no one's partner— Perfect presence is our place.
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