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He Pa'amon Jun 2014
A single light
fractured into a billion shards
of bright white energy

fall like raindrops of
golden emotion to the

All things under the sun,
sewn of the same silk and
molded of the same clay.

All pumping life
through roots embedded
in soft flesh.

Consecrating acts of love,
hate, and whim for they all flow
from the same spring,

reveling in the fact
that one exists exactly as
nature intended.
Inspired from the philosophies of Reverend Jim Casy in *The Grapes of Wrath* by John Steinbeck

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