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A State of Prayer

And so I entered

a state of prayer —

each time a little

more fully

as life continued,

as I continued on

within its mysterious dance —

as thoughts

and feelings appeared

as movements in some

forgotten symphony —

arranging themselves

and landing again

in the most

beautiful silence

that no one movement

could express.

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