As a child,
one has that magical capacity to move among the many eras of the earth; to see
the land as an animal does; to experience the sky from the perspective of a
flower or a bee; to feel the earth quiver and breathe beneath us; to know a
hundred different smells of mud and listen unselfconsciously to the soughing of
the trees.We feel everything deep in small heart and smile to knowing face. We
are free and never lie. We give clean
beautiful love and our small heart can as love as we can take…
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