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| | A Leaf of Grass |
 | | As if it were, instead, my Great Self, the Universe, singing its immense journey the same Self who lifts the hammer of a flsmith, palm covering a continent. |
 | | The same Self who lifts the lid of a laptop computer to celebrate the shared story of grass and star, to celebrate my Great Story now, on a rocky platform where two creeks converge, a canopy of beech leaves dancing overhead, dropping large and melodious thoughts. |
 | | And then, in a burst of deathbed generosity, the exploding star seeded the galaxy with all that would be needed five billion years hence to forge the most wondrous journey-work of all: a leaf of grass, and no less the one who celebrates the leaf of grass. |
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