all happens now, rain here, solar magnetic explosions there,
and it will be the same when i sleep.
we are all breathing through and in the same essence
but the essence is not present much in all of us,
as a possibility it is always inside each one.
we are alone together and together alone
but we are all interdependent beings.
my faith is in the sun rising tomorrow
because and in spite of, faith has no reason,
there can be no trust in repetition nor in patterns
because all changes and flows. in this lies the only
root for hope but also for despair.
so, in the end, i have to read the birds' flight
as a sign for my way.
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