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ON MY WAY to recovery

when I received Nature's earliest friendly greetings,

she held before my eyes her precious gift of endless first surprise.

And those trees and the blue sky

bathed in morning light

though ancient and ever-known

revealed to me in them creation's everlasting first moment

and I felt that this one birth of mine

is woven in the web of many births of many changing forms

and like the sunlight composed of varied rays

every appearance in its unity

is blended with countless invisible other ones.

 

 

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