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Little Dish...
Little dish of a thing tiny and humble, standing tall at the heart of them all, hose in hand a quiet thing. Said hi to me. Right there at the beat of the Dark Tower and I knew before a second or an hour, that it's true. I said hi to her too. Her mind carries the Uni.Verse. Not three digit but more in her eyes, I could see it recognized. Little dish of a thing washes the dishes I bring. Sever passes dirty the plates to sea a washer washing inside the machine. We said hi on day 2. Again. "Do you know high math" when you wash? Eyes gleaming behind the mist and noise, the Washer kept watch with silver poised, for the cleaning. Her layer is steaming hot and her eyes scream know me not... but, I befriended her anyway. Because she plays. There in the Passage and framed in the Gates our eyes met Lights in a beam of water and steam our eyes, both gleam.ing Sounds of the machine are screaming and Time isn't moving as we See. You are Me echoes two in recognition in Vision, In Number. Old schooled and humble in silent knowing we stood passing the dishes to and fro in and over the flow of water, eyes burning with a knowledge of the Ancient Great Fire. And we hug in exchange of a glance .... called recognition. Little dish of a wish I made came true when she called me by a friendly name too. Then we shook hands knowing that we'd speak again. Our arrangements set firm. The Washer faded Way then.... her eyes pull back into the Myst and the dishes bang. Only silence now from the machine... Good work began... In a Great Friendship, Just. Beginning. ~In Universal Understanding~ ~There Came a Great Land.~
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