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A Catechism

What do you see?
I see a great wind inside the stone.

Are you alone?
Yes, I am alone.

What do you hear?
Always I hear the wind, then sense the weight of love.

Then, my dear one, what are you thinking of?
A leaf, a rose, the sad king's tree.

What do you touch?
Lately a wing, but it has burned away.

And what is that I see beyond the ancient hill?
Another priest escaping.

Another priest escaping?
Of course. Another priest escaping from the apple.