Excerpt — Land of Mystical Faith By PATRICIA LEE LEWIS
” I find a rock out of the wind and lie down. Immediately I am whirling, spiraling into the earth; wind fills my throat, my head, my closed eyes. I feel cleansed, and then I sleep. When I awake I have dreamed the words “I am always here,” and I know it is the truth.”
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