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  • "Listen, wait, and be patient. Every shaman knows you have to deal with the fire that's in your audience's eye..." - Ken Kesey

    Once I was as boy or girl waking to a balmy Summer morning
    Hearing dragonflies dancing gently on salted seabreezes

    Watching waves and wind and water as the rising tide reclaims the beach

    The Eternal rhyming rhythm of Life's refrain made manifest in dog mayhaps or bird and fish dancing down along the shoreline where beams of morning light glitter in the tidal mist like tears of liquid fire falling from the eyes of the Sun

    Photo: Pacific Bluffs by Richard P. Alvarez
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