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What's Inside
leading up to the formation...
twilight brings us down to the lake...
taurus in scorpio...
parabola of thought...
the sun moves into green...
harvest festivals commence...
an ally from below...
a long stretch to the west...
we are together again...
creativity sings at the cove...
surrounded by seawater...
there will be an other...
bringers of water and lightning...
the fog has closed again...
we are waiting for the guest...
the hearth must have a name...
it is a matter of no time...
soon he will be at the table...
she brings warmth to blue...
not much longer to wait...
between the stones sits a bowl...
from under the tor she moves...
they are still here everywhere...
frog medicine from peak to sea...
somehow lost in ourselves...


Ron Cooper | "66"

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