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A sense of oracle | william stablein

A sense of oracle

gold-blue Lights wakes a world at sleep
the Waters ripple a dream
the weight of the Earth shifts
palm branches sway
each grain of sand brilliant like a diamond
small birds print in diamond space . hop hop di hop
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there are three leading Spirits (anchored floating long tails)
pointing with the compass in my Heart
gesturing signatures in the Ten Directions
knowing Wind . Time in Tide-shadow play
tracking changes with the hop di hops
touched with slight spray of vision

william stablein

(Ao thong nai pan noi Phangan Thailand 2002)