You can find me flapping in every wing,
shining in the rays of the setting sun,
scattered in the storm winds
like so many poplar seeds,
white and fluffy and covering all.
Each breath is shared by bird and beast,
flower and tree.
I breathe you, sisters and brothers;
let us love each other as one being of praise,
an orgy of song and heartbeats
proclaiming Him Creator of All.
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