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Thursday, January 05, 2006

Poem: In the Temple there is a man praying

Swimming in the ocean of sky like a playful whale.

Diving off a hot summer deck into the world like an eel, an otter, a smile from the most beautiful woman you’ve ever seen.

To whirl and know that in all directions there lies nothing but nothing, nothing but everything. A plain of grass like a hand holding the sky

peace lying on earth, a lover caressing in breezes.

Let our hearts GO FREE! This endless world is jaded.

Evil men rule, but their daughters love them. We will too.

Our spirits shall rise into their oppression

and push joy into the cracks of their hard façade,

like smoke rising through the roof of a burning house.

What can we say that you will believe us? Sneak

the twin children, justice and joy, over the walls of your heart..

Into that hollow place where mercy dwells unrequited

We all must go,

Diving. Slamming hard into reality’s stunning waves.