Dawn on Nostr: "I summon to the winding ancient stair; Set all your mind upon the steep ascent, Upon ...
"I summon to the winding ancient stair;
Set all your mind upon the steep ascent,
Upon the broken, crumbling battlement,
Upon the breathless starlit air,
Upon the star that marks the hidden pole;
Fix every wandering thought upon
That quarter where all thought is done:
Who can distinguish darkness from the soul?"
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/43294/a-dialogue-of-self-and-soulPublished at
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