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2011, January 9

Here I sit with my Beloved,
watching His creation bless the world;
the truth and love that the reasons know not,
yet the heart knows all that the reasons cannot reason.

Dwells in the Sanctuary,
where the Blessed is blessed;
giving what is being received,
receiving what is being given.

Such sweet bliss this path towards,
the presence present, just its flow in order -
this creation tainted free of what it is not,
marvelled once more in the Miracle of Miracles.

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