Just after the gusts of wind,
for the one who managed to stay on the path
just after that terrible storm,
liberation,
grace
Do not forget.
Just after the gusts of wind,
for the one who managed to stay on the path
just after that terrible storm,
liberation,
grace
Do not forget.
Notes & Silence 
The terrible storm being any one of the vicissitudes of this life, I take it. Or even this life itself.
Presumably, if the person is still on the path, there cannot be forgetting. But then, no-one ever really leaves their path. They may not look up and see the horizon; they may not seem to remember their way. But they are still on it, the memory is deeply ingrained, and they will know it again. Eventually.
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Life is a storm…I do agree.
Yet you manage to brinig a peaceful perspective..
remembering on can never leave the path is liberating …and demanding.
One says that a part of the soul can never be contaminated or touched by any of the trick from the Divider.
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