2005/03/10 | The Song of the Earth
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Nature is no out there,nature is here,every moment of the day.

Whoever told people that "Mind" means thoughts,opinions,ideas and concepts?Minds means trees,fence posts,tiles and grasses.

The world is watching,one cannot walk through a meadow of forest without a ripple of report spreading out from one's passage.The thrush darts back,the jay squalls,a beetle scuttles under the grasses,the signal is passed along.Every creature knows when a hawk is crusing or a human strolling.The information passed through the system is intelligence.

I feel the forest breathing and hear the slow inexorable growth of the wood.I match my breathing to that of the green world around me;I feel the flow of the tree around my hand placed against the trunk.
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