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I sit at the edge of day.  It is the beginning of night.  The sun exchanges places with the moon, and there is great stillness in the air.  The night is full of magic, but all that is heard is the echo of the loon’s call.  Blue Mystique envelopes those who will listen to the silence.  The silence that is you.

This is the 53rd sculpture in my Canoe Series.

Yield to me your secrets that I may know the storms I must endure. Yield to me your secrets that I may know the peace I may encounter. Yield to me your secrets that I may know the journey with faith and joy through the waves of my life.