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The Hermit

Darkness is falling through darkness 
Falling from ledge
To ledge.
There is a man whose body is perfectly whole.
He stands the storm behind him And the grass blades are leaping in the wind.
Darkness is gathered in folds About his feet.
He is no one.
When we see Him we grow calm And sail on into the tunnels of joyful death.

by Robert Bly
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