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I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey- a work of the
stars, And the pismire is equally perfect, and a grain of sand, and
the egg of the wren, And the tree-toad is a chef-d'oeuvre for the
highest, And the running blackberry would adorn the parlors of
heaven, And the narrowest hinge in my hand puts to scorn all
machinery, And the cow crunching with depress'd head surpasses any
statue, And a mouse is a miracle enough to stagger sextillions of
infidels. -Walt Whitman, "Song of Myself,"
Leaves of Grass. Remember the Divine Mother- all creation are her children- we are all one family. The Divine Mother can heal all. The Earth is a manifestation of the Divine Mother- She will heal. This world is a
reflection of the dreaming world. All that is beautiful- the
mountains, the trees, the flowers- plants of infinite multitude, the
flowing river, the animals- are written in the Akasha Records -
manifested in light across the heavens- eternal. Take the time while
here to learn the songs of nature and experience the joy in all
creation. That joy is your birthright. "Now I walk in beauty - beauty is before me, beauty is behind me - above and below me."- Traditional Hopi prayer
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