Your dreams
have been a rocky shore
with broken sticks and stones
I have seen a place
not too far off
that always catches my eye
Where my heart
is nurtured
and others are honored
Where the candle of dogma
is only one flicker
in a cathedral of light
Where saints and sinners
drink from one cup
on the Ocean's timeless shore
Where stories of separation
are turned inside out
revealing a different tale
I will walk to this place
even though I am lured
by those with narrower views
I choose to sit in that meadow
beyond the citadel's gates
caressed by the Infinite calm
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