may my heart always be open to little / birds who are the secrets of  living
- e. e. cummings 
We do not believe in ourselves until someone reveals that deep inside  us is valuable, worth listening to, worthy of our trust, sacred to our  touch. Once we believe in ourselves we can risk curiosity, wonder,  spontaneous delight or any experience that reveals the human spirit.
- e. e. cummings 
A wind has blown the rain away and blown the sky away  and all the leaves away, and the trees stand. I think, I too, have  known autumn too long.
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