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Not cast in either stone or jello
But words that cut to the core
Of the meaning of life
So still, so pure
That only the initiated can see
Only the wise and ancient can hear
And the great, the grand design
Lifts light from the shadows
Becoming whole for all to see
For we are truly one, you and I,
And the imagination walks, foolhardy,
Toward the divine calling
Where all will be as it is meant to be.
Wednesday, September 19, 2012
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