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A Bird In the Hand

If I hold a little bird in the palm of my hand, it is as if I am gently holding the heart of God, even though the unnamable One is that infinite Phoenix of Light. For if I am gentle with this God in my hand, I shall be forever forgiven, forever redeemed.

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