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Living on the island state of Tasmania, Australia. Narrating life through poetry and photography.

Mysterion

All the books
In the world
All the learned ones
In history
Stop short
Of knowing
The mysteries
Of the matters
Of the heart

For this one cannot
Pursue in degrees
Of books
Or afield
It can only
Be found
In the flesh
In the song
Of our life

One to another
Kloster Einsideln, Germany

Mysterion – that which awaits disclosure or interpretation

Now you know

'One flight down
There's a song on low
And your mind just picked up on the sound
Now you know
that you're wrong
Because it drifts like smoke
And it's been there playing all along
Now you know

The reeds and brass have been weaving
Leading into a single note

In this place
Where your arms unfold
Here at last you see your ancient face
Now you know

The cadence rolls in broken
Plays it over and then goes
One flight down
There's a song on low
And it's been there playing all along
Now you know'

Lyrics: Jesse Harris
'One Flight Down'by Norah Jones