If we spoke a million words
would we articulate the core of
meaning
If we paint a million pictures
will we capture the central
theme
If we cry a million tears
will we cleanse
humanity
If we laugh a million full-bellied laughs
can we make the stars
giggle back and
if we just listen,
to the wind,
will we hear the universal truths?
In sunshine,
in moonlight,
in perfectly imperfect possibility;
will we give ourselves the chance
to take a lifetime
to try it all
tenderly?
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