Meditations 5:4

I walk through what is natural, until the time comes to sink down and rest. To entrust my last breath to the source of my daily breathing, fall on the source of my father's seed, of my mother's blood, of my nurse's milk. Of my daily food and drink through all these years. What sustains my footsteps, and the use I make of it—the many uses.


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Commodus
Commodus
June 27, 2020 12:12 PM
book 5 section 4
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June 27, 2020 11:11 AM
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