PRIVATE PROPHECY
THERE IS
NO PRIVATE PROPHECY
A TREE FALLS IN THE FOREST
THE EARTH TREMBLES
AN ACORN FALLS INTO A POND
THE WATER RIPPLES
SOME PROPHETS SHOULD
REMAIN PRIVATE
NO HARM TO THEM
THEIR THOUGHTS THOUGHT
A CANOPY FOR THOSE
WHO SEEK SHELTER
THEIR POEMS POEMED
A HIDDEN TREASURY
THEIR DANCES DANCED
A SPUN WEB OF RHYMERY
THERE IS
NO PRIVATE PROPHECY
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