Come and see
The bird is flying.
Is it causeless mercy?
The air is there,
The light is there,
The life is there.
I am overwhelmed,
I am here with the bird,
With the air, and
With the light.
Let me say, I am alive,
I am here with my life.
I, myself is living
With the world, see.
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