34 Simplicity - Poem by Saiom Shriver
The most beautiful places are the emptiest spaces
Birds are happy with the branches of a dead
tree on which to rest...dead sticks with which to build a nest.
In the sea, a zillion strong singing each his own song,
every sweet sponge.
Archivists are wavecounters.
Fast weaving privacy screens, bamboo curtains
.when alive.make the world beautiful.. it is certain
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