The plant's life and the plant's body
Are not the same thing
Its body comes and goes
But its life is in the planets
And the sun's rhythmic rays
That stir the roots
Life is slow and then it quickens
When the leaves start to breath
In and out the air we live on
I can still remember where I was
When I first felt this
God breathing in the garden
His body so distant
But his love so near
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