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Come and sail on a quiet pond
Come and sail on a quiet pond
The shores are shrouded,and the ponds surface silky
We are vessels on a pond,we are with the pond,and we are from the pond
A fine wake spreads out behind us,
Traveling & rippling eternally,through out the misty waters
Its subtle waves register our passage
Into the history of all times
Your wake and mine coalesce
They form a pattern that mirrors your movement as well as mine.
As other vessels, who are also us,sail the pond that is us as well,their waves intersect with both of ours,and so from here we grow and grow.
The ponds surface is alivewith the wave upon wave, ripple upon ripple.
They are the memories of our movements;
The trace of our being, The suggestion of our coexistence
The waters whisper from you to me and from me to you
And from both of us to all the others who sail the pond
Our separation is all but an illusion
We are interconnected parts of the whole
We are a pond with movement and memory
Our reality is larger than you and I
And all the vessels that sail the waters
And all the waters in which they sail
The shores are shrouded,and the ponds surface silky
We are vessels on a pond,we are with the pond,and we are from the pond
A fine wake spreads out behind us,
Traveling & rippling eternally,through out the misty waters
Its subtle waves register our passage
Into the history of all times
Your wake and mine coalesce
They form a pattern that mirrors your movement as well as mine.
As other vessels, who are also us,sail the pond that is us as well,their waves intersect with both of ours,and so from here we grow and grow.
The ponds surface is alivewith the wave upon wave, ripple upon ripple.
They are the memories of our movements;
The trace of our being, The suggestion of our coexistence
The waters whisper from you to me and from me to you
And from both of us to all the others who sail the pond
Our separation is all but an illusion
We are interconnected parts of the whole
We are a pond with movement and memory
Our reality is larger than you and I
And all the vessels that sail the waters
And all the waters in which they sail
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