Everything in this worldis a message from that one. And where is that world? Deep inside your chest. The song of the towhee. The first scent of lilac. The very slow pulse of ancient stones. How the wings of a hummingbird churn this blinding sunbeam into billions of love atoms. When you breathe in you breathe forests, meadows, mountains, clouds, the desolation of
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