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THE TEMPLE GATE
Tread lightly at the temple gate
of the eternal forest,
where I dwell,
poised at the waters edge
where the ivy is forever green
and the rowan tree has fallen
across
the stream of destiny,
where the borders of many minds
do flow and ebb and merge,
changing shape, revealing
new
souls, gathered from the rain,
like energy released, then gathered
into a single mind, and set free.
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