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The Outer Sanctuary
I have seen the way the trees bend in the wind
They are strong and have roots that go deep
Mother earth supports their efforts
But there are days when roots give way
A tree falls in the forest
And no one heard it die
But mother silently looked on
As she weaved another root
From a falling trees decay
A sanctuary that has ties
To the inner sanctuary ways
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Nothing Lasts But Nothing is lost
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