Philosophy / Wisdom / Consciousness
Americ Azevedo & Friends
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the treasure of his presence is with me stillthe neighborhood was alive with himthere he was atop a telephone pole in the alley behind our modest Chicago bungalowhe was majestic, regal, king for a daydid he wonder about what we thoughtas we wondered about himthe beautiful Snowy White Owl he came and stayed for an entire winter daymotionless, intimidating non-the-lesshe was in charge of an army of childrenforewarned by motherstogether we crouched looking upat the beauty and the power of Nature that had entered our concrete lives
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