Timelessness pours into time. Do not
Set aside time to unscroll the scroll, Because you always cling to the letters That swirl and pile up in the bowl, And continue to glow. The lighthouse keeper Himself is shining on those near To him or far, on the living and The dead, on the ocean past the pier, A sea that roars with your thoughts, A sea whose waves touch the sky, And if you wish to enter its sapphire blue, You will see the angels and will not die.
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