I Hold A Scrap Of Paper In The Darkness And Light It.

HomeFortune CookiesSunday Morning After Church

I hold a scrap of paper in the darkness and
light it. I watch it burn bright and curl, disappearing
into nothingness, and the heat burns my fingers.
Where has it gone? What has it become? I cannot shake
the feeling that I have witnessed a form of transcendence.

-- Commissioner Pravin Lal,
"The Convergence"

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