HARMONY AND BELONGING
At dusk, at the beginning of the night,
the majestic divine transition;
the sun undoes its yellow splendor
The moon presents its silvery glow...
We here below receive the gifts...
we feel in harmony with the universe,
we feel our belonging to the creator!
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