We are immortals
Bound by mortal shells
Spending some time
Between Heaven and Hell

The time of learning
Is always at hand
Glimpses of truth
In where we stand

We come to know
As we watch and see
There is so much more
Than just you and me

Always together
No distance between
Making our passage
Into the unseen

Stoic Poetry


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