Oh mother earth,
How do thy work?
Oh mother earth,
Thy truth thou seek.
Time and flowers,
Different not,
The world and me,
Different not.
What I see the world perceives,
And what thy see I perceive,
The world is but a spider web,
The world is not what they see.
Om, said the world,
Amen said the other,
Is there a difference?
For what I say you say.
The scream of the butterfly,
The roar of the sea,
The cry of the clouds,
The sleep of me.
Thy shall hear what I hear,
Thy shall see what I see,
Thy shall taste what I taste,
Thy shall smell what I smell,
Although thy shalln’t feel what I feel.
Flumen montes Oceanus vobis, omnes una.
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