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Be Gentle
The breeze which so lately Rustled the leaves of the cottonwood Now embraces the pine and lifts the hawk Over the mountain top. The water that urged the seeds To push toward the heavens Now fills the stream and the cup Put to my lips. The stars overhead about which Vincent dreamed and went mad Now mark the celestial highway My mind journeys upon. As the sea is not diminished By the number of shores it touches, So the bounty of nature remains intact When touched by a gentle, caring hand.
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