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To light,
     to water,
and the flow of birds
through ancient stars.
To the wild sun of winter
     startling the dark green
trees: giants
of majestic silence.
To snow on roofs
and the peace of Sunday.
To quiet and certitude,
     to breathing, to air.
To acceptance, to dreams.
To disclosures of the sleeping heart,
     for air, for light.

poem by Malca Litovitz