Not here
At least not all here
The flesh is weak but at least it stays put
My soul is somewhere ahead just out of sight (it likes to keep me guessing)
And my mind...who knows where I left my mind;
seems I'm always looking in the wrong place.
Reminds me of a Buddhist story:
A foolish monk (we might call him Framel), living in a mountain top monastery, was found out in the garden one day searching for something. Another monk comes to help, 'what have you lost. May I help you find it?; 'My treasured calligraphy pen. It was given to me by the Abbot. They search for hours through the garden and at some point are joined by other monks. After a few hours of searching one of the monks asks Framel, 'We've been through the whole garden many times. Where do you think you lost it?, 'In the kitchen, says Framel, 'but the light is much better out here in the garden.
There
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