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                             finding the blue book                              
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                                     open                                       
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the castle gates are open                                      as we are, lover,
to a garden greater than sky,                                knowing the lullaby
where sandstone folds                                           by heart, seeing
in the signs                                                a radiant lighthouse
of one who is not in time,                                                      
                                                                                
                                                                                
                                                                                
                            here to tell                                        
                            the bright depth beneath waves                      
                            and sit by this sacred tree                         
                            whose roots stretch into sea                        
                            as a stairway for returning souls.                  
                                                                                
                            there is no choice now.                             
                                                                                
                            we cannot change time,                              
                            only the traveler,                                  
                            turning life towards that moment                    
                            which finds us all enveloped                        
                            by light, and shining.                              
                                                                                
                                                                                
                                                                                
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