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China
December 5, 2007
Sand and Foam
I am forever walking upon these shores,
Betwixt the sand and the foam.
The high tide will erase my foot-prints,
And the wind will blow away th foam.
But the sea and the shore will remain
Forever.
Once I filled my hand with mist.
Then I opened it and look,
the mist was a worm.
And I closed and opened my hand again,
and behold there was a bird.
And again I closed and opened my hand,
and in its hollow stood a man with a sad
face,turned upward.
And again I closed my hand, and when I
opened it there was naught but mist.
But I heard a song of exceeding sweetness.
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