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2022-06-06 | |
I keep the Crystal Hour
Inside the safe, like an Oracle
To which I gracefully return
Each time I need a Miracle.
When North seems South to me
Or East, or West
When I seek gestures, I no longer see
And Music doesnâ€™t find my earâ€™s nest
When I take evening as a dawn, and night as day
And all thatâ€™s clear I just take as in the mist away
Then to my Crystal Hour I return
That's where I gathered laughing, crying
Moment with moment, thought with thought
Whatever changed me just a little or a lot.
Like in a prayer in my hands I take the Hour
And I am waiting for the Miracle to flower.
2022, May 29th, Pleasantville, PA
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