God said:

You do not speak for me.
I speak simply; you do not.

Twitter of sparrows,
creak of tall trees,
hiss of blown snow,
scrape of dry leaves,
silence of stars.

Laugh of a child,
sigh of a lover,
touch of a friend.

I speak simply.

Simpy.

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