Monday, March 8, 2021
One more stone is all the cairn can hold;
earth's riches move lump by lump.
Two is too is to juggle is to drop;
each blaze only lights the way to the next.
Three assemble forming four and five hums;
multiplied, seep to flood and flow to rush.
Six feet clear an easy path for seven, alone.
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a ritual to start the work week