| Into sounds or remain unspoken as thoughts
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| Can cast an almost hypnotic spell on you
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| You easily lose yourself in them
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| And can become hypnotized into implicity
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| Believing, that when attach a word to something
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| You know what it is the fact is you don’t know
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| You have only covered up the mystery with a label
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| Everything a bird a tree even a simple stone
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| And certainly a human being is ultimately unknowable
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| Becoming shallow lifeless deadened
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| To life unfolding around you within
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| Grasping the awe inside around you
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| When you stare a flower or a bird let it be
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| Without imposing a word or label to it
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| A sense of awe and wonder arises within you
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| And takes you to the source
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| A sense of the miraculous returns to your life
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| That was lost long ago
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| The quicker you attach words to things people or situations
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| The more shallow and lifeless your reality becomes
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| And the more deadened you become to the miracle
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| Of life that continuously unfolds within and around you
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| All we can perceive and experience is the surface
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| Layer of reality less than the tip of the iceberg
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| Listen to silence
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| Words reduce reality to something the
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| Human mind can grasp which isn’t very much |