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Stones, Plants, Birds, Trees, and Fishes
I believe there's a breathing connectivity that exists Among stones, plants, birds, trees, and fishes, All animals of the land and sky, all creatures and things Present and extinct, dying and about to be born and reborn, An omniscient design that weaves each and every atom alive.
Otherwise, why would moon follow sun, sun moon, In such peaceful, celestially majestic lockstep? Why would the seasons inhale and exhale the same rhythms, Night after day, day after night, second after second, Without the slightest deviation from their eternal cycle?
And why would the years invite me to assume their spirits, Teach me that nature contains the mysteries of serenity? If these revelations of peaceful continuity didn't speak to me, How could my spirit possibly know that my psyche and soul Are those of the stones, plants, birds, trees, and fishes?
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