My spirit cannot be contained in my writings
For it is just a part of me which I share

My spirit cannot be contained in my music
For it is just a part of me when I am aware

My spirit cannot be contained in my dance
For it is just a part of me when I am in sway

My spirit cannot be contained in my paintings
For it is just a part of me which I portray

The creator’s spirit cannot be contained in me
For I am just a feather, floating in this hole
But only a part of it resides in me, till I mingle into the whole…

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