I invoke thy self
Anoint my cup
Thereafter I am empty
Fulfill me with words
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This man of short stature
Was in the tomb of nature
He fused his being with the tree's
So that each their own could see
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move to the rhythm of the tide
Be central and the music fires
Live in peace control relief
Suspend in the moment time
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Evening settles o'er a landscape content
moods echo; surrounded by sound's intent
Word's at dusk; lake's reflect consent
a mirror image; root's grow irrelevant
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Chapter 1
Praise the Lord, thy everlasting name
Holy is the face of source
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O my muse
Were thither did thou go?
To dancing realms
And marigolds?
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Deep within, the catacombs
Feelings haunt right to the bone
And when, was I, I was, no more
Then was, silent, the air so still
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Their is something beyond the grave,
A crescendo, a token memento
Rising within the Transcending redondo
Temples of Victory, an Orb Essential
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I write down pages that hollow my heart,
Like a sword, piercing, separate and apart,
The sword, the Mirage of Truth
Two sided, without a Cause
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Wu Wei
Silence
Silence is the spoken riddle
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