Just fire, soap, chaff, and dross. The pearl, in darkness, gone.<\/li>\n<\/ol>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Humming bees, singing birds, the sun high in the sky. A burning fire, deep and old, within the heart did lie. A sojourn in the desert land, maturing of a rose. Returning home, out again, the grassland he had chose. There he planted, firm and sure, growing as an oak. Some bending here and swaying … <\/p>\n
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