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There is geometry in the humming of the strings,  

there is music in the spacing of the spheres. 

—Pythagoras

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The eye is the first circle; the horizon which it forms is the second; 
and throughout nature this primary figure is repeated without end. 

It is the highest emblem in the cipher of the world. 

St. Augustine described the nature of God as a circle whose center was
everywhere, and its circumference nowhere. We are all our lifetime reading the copious sense of this first of forms. 

One moral we have already deduced, in considering the circular or
compensatory character of every human action. Another analogy we shall now trace; that every action admits of being outdone. 

Our life is an apprenticeship to the truth, that around every circle another can be drawn; that there is no end in nature, but every end is a beginning; that there is always another dawn risen on mid-noon, and under every deep a lower deep opens. 


—Ralph Waldo Emerson
from Essays: First Series (1841)

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Leave the familiar for a while.
Let your senses and bodies stretch out
Like a welcomed season
Onto the meadows and shores and hills.
Open up to the Roof.

Make a new water-mark on your excitement
And love.
Like a blooming night flower,
Bestow your vital fragrance of happiness
And giving
Upon our intimate assembly.

Change rooms in your mind for a day.
All the hemispheres in existence
Lie beside an equator
In your heart.
Greet Yourself
In your thousand other forms
As you mount the hidden tide and travel
Back home.
All the hemispheres in heaven
Are sitting around a fire
Chatting
While stitching themselves together
Into the Great Circle inside of
You.


—Hafiz

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