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  • “I wish I could show you when you are lonely
    or in darkness the astonishing light of your
    own being.” Hafez

    And in my Spring Dream,
    The Friend spoke to me
    with his angelic voice, and said:

    “Beloved, my words
    are like wild birds at dawn
    circling around you now.

    “ Beloved, I have come to stay
    in the fields of your soul,
    like poppies, like lupine, like this.

    “Beloved, I will never leave you.
    I am ink, you are rice paper,
    I am Sun, you are Moon.

    “Beloved: It is your eyes I see
    looking back at me, when I gaze
    into the golden mirror of my life.”

    (Photograph by AJN at the Costa Rica sim in the 3-D virtual world of Second Life)
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