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There is a light that shines within
this vast palatial hole
Encased within a spirit
the keeper of my soul.
No gender and no features
are woven on the face,
But silken strands are married
of energy and grace.
Should I forget to toss it crumbs
no moans of discontent
The spirit stands without my aid
a mountain and my tent.
For I am not the keeper
but a sparrow at the well.
I drink and bathe and cleanse my wings
Then soar away and tell.
Metamorphosis
Material: Pre-Cast Clay for Bronze
Dimensions: 38"h x 24"w x 12"d
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