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Standing among palisades
Absorbing truth echoing between
From the Nightingale,
Singing songs of the spirit.
I listen to His loving lullaby,
And repose from the illusionary certainty
Of this world.
I drink from His missive river,
And soothe the burning thirst
Of my soul.
I behold the intensity of His adversity,
And discover the endless pettiness
Of my own.
I persuade others to His estuary,
And tides funnel me to blissful deeps
Of His ocean.

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