Twisting left, then right, the path seems too narrow for all that you carry.
One more turn, a log to cross, and then the glistening dance of light across the surface of the lake just ahead.
Each erratic sun fragment a reflection of the One Sun. Each step, the same path to this place -- the indwelling center of your generous heart.
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