Seek lonely places and be still,
listening, hearing the songs and cries of the winged ones, the sounds of the four-leggeds,
and the cries of the insect people; feeling the breath and touch of the earth,
of leaves, of bark; for all have messages for you from the Above One—Let your
prayers rise like smoke rises from our fires, freed from all selfish desires.
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