keep your eyes closed love.

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       m           i
    o                 m
s                        e  
                            s     all you have to
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                                                                ­ l                  to is what the sound
                                                           ­      i            n
                                                  ­                s           e
                                                               ­          t

                                                              ­                               v
                                                               ­                         a        e
                             ­                                          of the  w               s
                                                               ­                                       
                         ­                                                                 ­            tells  you
                                                                ­                                        to do.

Many-colored square of cotton,
Good for head or neck, back pocket,
Some artist sweetly brought this in
A weaving Davy Crockett.

We like the many uses for a single cotton cloth,
Just as we like the many spices in a single vegetable broth.

We like the roots of trees from which trunk and branches spring;
We like the Deepest Joy there Is, within which is everything.

Which is, indeed, all things.