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Windy Day
2006-05-02

The wind blows over the eternal
sand dunes of the Egyptian land,
the water flows down the great
mountain side of the tall Rockies.

And I, I am blown all around.
From the highest mountain peak,
to the lowest valley, I am.
I know not where I?m going,

I know not where I be.
The candle that sits between us
seems to be lit, but for
how long will it burn.

You are, I am, we see,
the brilliant eagle,
the lowly snake,
and we, feel, everything.

James O. Stewart

james@kc8onw.net
james-stewart.org
Last Edited June 22, 2009
Copyright to James Stewart and Co-writers 2005-2009©

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