You, who tremble with the aspens in the glen,
Who thrill as the heavens call forth bliss, pain sweet as the death of a berry, punctured, transforms into new life:
I salute you
Joy, aliveness, wonder
This is all our birthright
Saturday, August 3, 2013
Oh ye lovers of beauty...
You, who tremble with the aspens in the glen,
Who thrill as the heavens call forth bliss, pain sweet as the death of a berry, punctured, transforms into new life:
I salute you
Joy, aliveness, wonder
This is all our birthright
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