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REVELATIONS BY THE FIRE
As the log opened,
fire bright candescence flamed What lay before me ... more, more being like his, more ripening,
his preparing.
I remembered the way through a second wood to the quiet garden with the lily’d pond centre
to the place of learning,
the wise old man’s school, where quiet is contained in knowledge of the self within.
The mystery is there: he’s waiting in the woods, fire ready to burn child to be born.
By the crossing, before the step, I found a wood growing,
a long staff
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