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A prayer of thanks to Black
Jun. 29th, 2011 02:31 amYou are the sudden shadow, the quiet voice
within, the center of the self, the dream
that still sings out loud at the end of the day;
you are the silent moment, the secret
never told, the root that takes hold in soil or stone,
the wish made prayerfully on a distant star;
you are the insight of the soul, the endless search
for capricious truth, the never-ending journey,
the treasure of the heart. Lady Black, guardian
of all we are and can become, I thank you.
within, the center of the self, the dream
that still sings out loud at the end of the day;
you are the silent moment, the secret
never told, the root that takes hold in soil or stone,
the wish made prayerfully on a distant star;
you are the insight of the soul, the endless search
for capricious truth, the never-ending journey,
the treasure of the heart. Lady Black, guardian
of all we are and can become, I thank you.
