Free
When forgiveness for the world grows in me
and I walk and sleep like a bird as free as can be
I go and lie down where water flows
and be in nature where the ground glows
I come into the peace of wild things
and can listen patiently to the birds that sing
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.
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