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Echoes of the Living
Nature and its virtues...
Strive to tell us that we are loved.
Everything pulsates, there, very gently, by our side, in the heart of the flowers.
Whispering to us with its showers of shooting stars, the age-old mysteries full of twinkling joys.
Let's look with our ears
Listen with our eyes.
There, very gently.