Come sit in the grass
All your pain, it is enough

Listen to the wind, the trees
Listen to your silent voice

Come with all your fears and sorrows
Little precious child of God

Take one step and then another
On the path that is not there
To the non existing goal

And come home from worried pasts
In the not existing now …

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