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Thursday, June 06, 2013

Smoke from the Flame--poem by Dorothy 

Smoke from the Flame

Dear one,
it is all right
if you cried last night.

Tears make of us
a readiness to meet
the nameless one.
They tell us
that we are malleable,
clay in the mold,
paint softened
to leave the brush.

Smoke from the candle flame
makes visions
more easily

Dorothy Walters
June 4, 2013

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