Read more from the Being Truly Human July 2018 Newsletter
These lines from Intimations of Immortality by William Wordsworth were especially loved by Phiroz
Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting: The Soul that rises with us, our life’s Star, Hath had elsewhere its setting, And cometh from afar: Not in entire forgetfulness, And not in utter nakedness, But trailing clouds of glory do we come From God, who is our home.
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