You know it too, this very hour of the morning when life is barely hatched.The sun melting under the snow.The bud breathing under the frost.The numbed wing of the bird.The morning has its truths that whisper only in a low voice. Very low. We have to be silent.God walks barefoot in the gardens.
-Emmanuelle Soni-Dessaigne
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