No Doubt

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When the cosmic dust swirls and the patterns of

Intricate webs we have weaved

Return, as we spiral a little bit higher,

When doubt raises its residual head,

And casts shadows where the light has been,

Energy is ordered out of chaos and

With these motes and nuances,

We play on the grounds of further

Dissolution, in the golden fields of our Being,

 

Meditate on moonbeams as they shine, as they coalesce

With the salutation to the sun.

 

 

 

YIL

Ana

 

7/13/06