I heard a story
the other day about
a Sage, some salt, a cup
of water, and a lake.
The salt was all the bitter-
ness of life. The lake
was the lesson.
What we get from the sea
will, once again, be
the sea. If we
can just let it.
I am changing.
And it does not taste good.
So be the lake,
and let it.
(When we stay so small,
it is always too much
to bear
in such an ill-
equipped vessel.)
If anyone has a flash-
light or another
story, now would be
a good time to
shine it.
What we get from what we see
will always be seen. If
our eyes are
the temple.
We don't kill our people.
Our people kill our people,
and salt is their only
weapon.
Now it is bright. We are all
changing, and it tastes
like nothing--
if we let it.
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