an epiphany

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some things are meant to be found and kept…

others to be found and lost.

like magicians tugging at tablecloths immemorial, undermining the underpinning

of so many well-ordered table settings.

rattled.

shaken.

cracked.

broken.

what is the lesson to be learned?

do we find a better magician, one more skilled with the artistry of removing the tablecloth,

of spinning the magick around us so that nary a dish,

is rent asunder?

do we remain enthralled by the potential exultation

just for the sake of the potential.

can we will the magician to be THE magician?

in the shards and fragments left behind, however

questions…

answered, unanswered… it doesn’t matter as long as they are asked.

Pieced together, bonded back together, the pieces are stronger

more aware of the fault lines, perhaps a re-breaking of those lines can be avoided

perhaps not

perhaps new breaks will occur, in new and different places.

experiencing the potential

and learning

wondering

growing

is priceless.

brick by brick,  like so many petals

on a flower

or a chakra,

rebuilt and resonating

improved strength or superior design

the symphonic quality

permeates the structure

of it all

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