scrying pool
no sooner did he dream
of the shallow pond
it became real
outside his back door
he filled it with koi
lilies and bog plants
laboring with love
on hands and knees
as in the dream
he sprinkled the surface
with crushed meteorite
and butterfly wings
word soon spread
of the man with a gift
who gave visions
to strangers
in need of healing
december two thousand twelve
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