When the trees sing, 
It doesn't really matter 
If you know the song, 
Or if you know the words, 
Or even if you know the tune. 
What really matters is knowing 
That the trees are singing at all.

Mattie Stepanek, 1990-2004

American Poet and Peace Advocate

Thanks to my friend Dawn for sending this my way.

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A poem that an lj friend just posted and it just took my breath away and made me gasp.

I wish I was a photograph
tucked into the corners of your wallet
I wish I was a photograph
you carried like a future in your back pocket
I wish I was that face you show to strangers
when they ask you where you come from
I wish I was that someone that you come from
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And then there is this which may result in teariness and constant watching :

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