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Water Lily
A water lily dries in the sun
Water flowing from her heart
Filling the gap
In her life
The rain mists gently on her face
Speaking softly to the
Towering rock
That watches all
To creep silently into the cave
To huddle cold and tired against its walls
To feel the darkness that surrounds ...
To be one with silence
Above, the Seeing Eye of Mystery
Cries in tune with the flower
Exalts in ecstasy with the misting rain
Laughs at the mystery of its mystery
