The dove from the ark had a dark sister. When she brought news of land, the dark one arrived there first, and that is what brought duality of dark and light to the world again when the flood had washed it clean away. But without the dark there would be no rest and no depth.
Coo coo com ,come, come
Come rest here
Let us listen to the story the water tells
As it passes below and within
So we can hear it talk and feel it shake and we will be one
We will be one in the story the the water tells
This is our time of Solace
Away from frail nests and hawk ridden skies
Silently we melt into one
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