sun grandfathermoon grandmother
continent father
ocean mother
toe first
into the lake of mystery
black silouette
fire in her palms
little one carries the fire
into the darkness
to the center
of the lake of mystery
no one knows
a vacation from one self
trip of misery
to bring out the size of me
it's all complete
not complete
good to know
in the lake of mystery
where darkness grows
no one knows
it's all a state of surgery
serging in me
it's all whole
not whole
good to know
in the lake of mystery
where darkness flows
in symmetry
confounding me
encircling
a circle of me
it's not complete
good to know
i live in the
the lake of mystery
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