The thin place between here and gone
That is where I meet with those
Who have crossed over before me.
It is a place of silence,
There are no words, just Presence.
It is a place far from the maddening crowd,
There are no forms, just Presence.
It is a place of communion,
There are no conversations, just Presence.
The thin place between here and gone
That is where we’ll meet.
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