' If you are a poet, you will see clearly that there is a cloud
floating in this sheet of paper. Without a cloud, there will
be no rain, without rain, the trees cannot grow; and
without trees, we cannot make paper. The cloud is
essential for the paper to exist. If the cloud is not
here, the sheet of paper cannot be here either.
( for my grandson
on his first birthday,
heddwch/peace..)
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