February 2012
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Nameless
What’s the name?
For the moment you come around a corner, and find yourself naked before Living Love?
Like a water skimmer, floating, faster, trips - and falls flying through the foam.
Or a bear, rooting from his cave at breakup, stares, blinking toward the Light.
From the apathetic darkness you turn a page, find the way, change your name.
And, gaping at the Sun, gulping the air like...
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“Better to remain silent and be thought a fool, than to speak and remove all...”
– Mark Twain
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