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Snow Falling on Scales This meditation is about appearing without motes between us: it is practice for presenting oneself to God; part of this meditation is the failure of the dog to settle; and your failure to secure the door; in truth, part of this meditation is about your failure to remove your shoes and the failure of the echoes of your steps; part of this meditation is about not planting a garden—and about not planting a garden, together; part of this meditation is about the beast of burden: about warming its ring with its breath; in truth, its nose was pierced in a meditation, on the boy who inherited the field: on how the ox had come with the field and no one knew its commands; on how a guess turned it left and kept it circling; part of this meditation is about naming the boy— and treating his arm; and part of this meditation is about slowing the circling of the beast. ...

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