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by

Philip Claude Andermann

I climb the lines of your hand,
read your heart,
your leaf,
read my leaf, and the tree of connecting life
we climb together.

Trembling, we play the winds of eternal life.
.We shall become a flaming falling sky of fulfillment,
flames beneath the tree soaring beyond the clouds,
feeding the tree of life of stars
and reborn we shall climb higher on that tree,
bound to eternally climb and support and free each other.

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