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The water beats against the ground.
That is the shore. From inner space,
Look for the water or the ground.
All that you can do is erase
The theory of parts. There are
No details. The true view sees more
Into details than details ever
Were. In the dark, the ore
Sparkles with a hundred specks.
They aren’t different from the ore.
And shake the hand of everyone
Who sees the gravel and the shore.
Yaacov David Shulman