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Heron Speak

A heron has no song if it had a song it would not be unable to be still enough to let the fish swim to it. Only when it takes to the air will it let its awkward voice loose as if releasing a pent-up breath. In the belly of the heron the fish hears that strange utterance and remembers what the heron sang to it beneath its silence not above it. Wild animals dislike the noises humans make with their throats and mouths. They run from that squawking beast. If we call to them we must speak in a language known only to the blood, a heron speak rooted in the heart and not any awkward sounds crushed into words.

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