we are sisters--the leaf and i so were were one--the leaf and i i examined her over again then on her vein, layed a single eyelash, from my ever-curious eye truly we were one-- two of God's children, with respect for eachother as sisters she gives me sweet gifts of oxygen and shade i give my gifts, though not as grand, the very best that i can-- my thankfulness, love, hugs we both meditate, her and i, on the Divine sweetness she--the temple of beauty and bounty--sings His praises with wind-rustled hymns i--the temple of devotion--offer myself as His sweet flute--to spread nothing but a reflection of Divine Love to all the ends of the earth both of us humble servants in the Sweet Lila both of us sing, until we fall from the tree of the material world when the dark winter is over we are born in teh spring--new again we two sisters are truly one--the dear sweet leaf and i for the same Spirit flows within all children of the sweet Divinity
