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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


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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