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Dear Precious Ones, By Nature, I Am In the sanctum of the forest I go to listen to the giant ones breathe the pulse of Mother Earth together with their close by friends, as they share stories to one another in harmonious scales in different keys. Their limbs, bodies and roots vibrate in an invisible tremble, enveloping the forest in quiet symphony. Their sap at the core shimmers with renewed life. Through their space I move, enveloped in their life force and strength. I breathe deep and become you. The river swells through the seasons, swaying inside the rocks and minerals carrying a limpid language my mouth understands, filling me up with radiant rainbow colors. The silver lake receives it all, large vasque of held water where I long to visit to sit in stillness by your side. In the climb of the mountain top, I will lay on your lap to marvel at the dance of stars and celestial bodies In their inked canopy, filling my eyes of memories passed. To the infinite ocean I always come back to Spring or Winter I hear the call Your waves pull me in each time, Like you, by the Moons cycles I was made of In my mother's womb. In the deserted plains - of Cairo I breathe the sun’s fire in the air where the winds of change have earthed the golden winged scarab. -Su Co Bao Co
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