The clouds have known earth and sky,
                                                     Rain to reach the grounded tree.
                                                 Many births witnessed and so many lives;                                      
There, life draws illusion of parallels….
              Myth leaves silently
              And they meet, coming alive;
                              In each the other lives.
              
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