i love you as the leaf,

i love you as the piece of straw,
woven into the sparrow’s nest.
i love you as the pebble,
dreaming, ‘i am mountain’!
i love you as the rain,
licking the thirst of the grasses.
i love you as the weathered old oak,
bent and gnarled, still strong.
i love you as the cave,
and as fresh fallen snow.
i love you as time itself,
weeping as it sweeps your footsteps.
i love you as the wind,
coming when you need it most!

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