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we listen as all nature speaks —
the ripples laughing in the creeks
a rumble from the rocks is heard,
the mournful singing of a bird.

our brothers, sisters, towering trees,
healers, keepers of histories;
leaves to fall, buds grow again,
gray branches sing their sad refrain.

we listen…

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