When I Dance

When I dance, I dance, when I sleep, I sleep;

yes, and when I walk alone  in a beautiful orchard,

if my thoughts drift to far-off matters for some part of time,

for some other part I lead them back again to the walk,

to the orchard, to the sweetnes of this solitude,

to myself.

Montaigne (1533 – 1592)

When you dance, dance, when you sleep, sleep;

If you stray to far off matters – find your way back

to the orchard and the solitude of SELF.

Peace,

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