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at day's opening,

i see before me a good omen---

a day of celebration.

i stood and watched,
as my window-friend did---

in transparent awe---

at what we were seeing;

a gentle white falling everywhere.

so calm, so serene.

whomever died in Fall

and was loved by Winter,

has ascended and was now falling

not from a tree but from Heaven.

enlightened souls are bringing a new joy.

someone prepare the appetizers,     

a party will soon commence.     

:::

there was a certain prayer

i would say to God.

i will call it the Central Prayer.

it is simple and reads as this:

"You give me Guidance,

I'll give you Greatness."

now, i can see where i went wrong with his;

the "Greatness" is implied as

something separate and detached from myself.

finally stripped of the fallacy,

i know what the real prayer is;

we are what is Great.

God is simply the -ness in noun connection;

this is how the prayer actually reads:

"Be Guidance,

and I am your Greatness."

the word "give" is replaced

with what has already been given, is giving, and

will be given in the future.

     i enjoy this constant ignorance

     from which i learn.