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I plan on posting an introduction soon, but before that I figure'd I'd post this little poem I was inspired to write while reading Evelyn Rysdyk's Spirit Walking.
I am a stone swirling on
Wind and Sea
Letting currents and eddies
Carry me
The sun shines down,
Light enters me
Polished enough
By flows fast and slow
I may not know the truth
But I may see it
I may not speak the truth
But I may feel it
I may not be the truth,
But by becoming clear as crystal
I may reflect it
Inside, the light refracts
Then colors spill out
Such a dream I had
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