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Mystery

It is in the mystery of things, structures holding hidden truths at their core, riddles surrounding the unknown and depths as those concealed beneath sun glazed seas. It is in the breath of a morning mist devoid of distance and detail, a voice in the vast hush of a star filled sky. It needs room to imagine and ground on which to play, transcending mere fact to enter into the enchantment of the sublime, writing its masterpiece across the pages of space and time.

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Date: 4/26/2025 7:44:00 PM
Mysteries are found in all the things you so engagingly mentioned. The seas will never keep up her mysteries, and I think those found in the breath of morning mist are meant to be whispered to those who listen closely enough to understand what it offers. Star filled skies... ahh what secrets they hold, always to remain in that mysterious realm. You've written of it quite succinctly on your page, Paul.
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Paul Willason
Date: 4/29/2025 3:53:00 PM
In a way poetry holds us engaged by the power of mystery...we keep coming back to get a sip of its magic. Such thoughtful comments Lin...thankyou ...love your insights.

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