I can feel the life of the earth.
Sitting on the cliff, closing my eyes, listening carefully and quietly.
Hearing voices of birds, the wind and murmuring of trees.
Feeling nature, force, colors of the earth, and warmth.
Imagining the history of the earth, dimension, height.
Tasting earth's life and love.
Life of the earth is our life; the earth is our mother.
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