From heart of space
all gift all give
no star too small
to pass it on
Where up a flower
how down a cloud
can any heart
with love unbloom
One breath of spring
one second on
the spatial clock
but oh the breath
When bliss is work
and silence bliss
up down our cord
no song unsings
All alls need more
all mores need all
yet love is nearer
than purest most
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