Transcendence

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Is it a wall?
I approach tenderly,
with small steps.
Up close I see stones
the colours of antiquity
and the greatest stories
ever told,
smiles like pearls.
I see the alchemy
of turning concrete
into art,
rounded shapes
that could belong
to royal regalia
of the mountains
and moors,
or the skin of
a mermaid
awash in the depths,
and I am transported.
May we learn
as we stumble,
as we keep our
eye and heart on
transcendence. – TS
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