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Monday, August 20, 2012

Tonight's meditation

Felix culpa

Stay, said the serpent.
Surely he would want you to stay
In the garden
The trees full of familiar fruit

It was easier the first time –
The breeze carried a hint of sweetness
Just out of reach
And I stood on tiptoes

Now, I notice how the trees bend
The sweetness laced with something sinister

I let it fall
And leave the way I came
The serpent at my heel
As I step lightly over the guard where he sleeps
Careful not to touch the sword
Still flaming
Pointing every way and none

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