It's in the soil of the earth,
The depths of the sea,
The heat of the sun,
Shining down upon thee.
It's in the cool of the rain,
The calm of freshly fallen snow,
The gentle wind that blows,
Across every fiber of thee.
It's in the warmth of the fire,
The glow of the moon,
The soft of the sand,
Flowing through the toes of thee.
It is in every shallow breath,
Every beating heart,
And every living soul,
It is life.
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