DRIPSIUS 2
A place where children live and play
And school is meant for everyone
Socrates has marked the way
Toward where the work of Soulhood may be done
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Thus “Your own room” is given all
It is a sacred private place
A place where all of us can call
On Guidance our best lives to trace
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Such rooms we cluster all nearby
Centers of creativity
Outside a common space lays by
For our closest community
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To have one space that is our own
Can be embraced by every Soul
For every Soul can be best known
If centered, free, balanced and whole
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And balance, wholeness and freedom
Do not rise up from happenstance
But from a center from which comes
A light that overcomes the dense
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Integrity and solitude are not inimical
They rise from who and what we are
Souls placed here, but for a spell
We then return to homes among the stars
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Like everything, rooms are a choice
But I would give rooms as I’ve said
We are not meant to follow every voice
There’s inner food by which we can be fed
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DRIPSIUS 1
