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Earthlife cradles me. In early light on the mountains, in the swish of waves on the lake, in birdsong from...
Earthlife cradles me. In early light on the mountains, in the swish of waves on the lake, in birdsong from...
Living and dying happen together, and death breaks no bonds. Times like these on our tiny planet when everything is...
In this new world you are making, the fire of transformation can no longer be private. In this delicate world,...
If you kindle kindness in yourself, and you tend it like an infant, people passing through your life may draw...