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Welcome to the world and all of its gifts. Of skins and heart. Of caves and congress. Gently undulating flagstones that hold the rain and reflection, pine needle sprinkles, the cooling edges, the warmer front. Edible ice cubes in a drinkable drink. A moon that sees you in your bed and takes nearly a month to wink. A corridor of infinite direction and capriciously finite duration. The doors are infinitely ajar.

We have blades of grass that wave back at us and food that grows straight out of the ground. We have eyes that can see not only what is but what can be. We have coffee in the morning, pizza in the evening, and summer in the summertime. We have voices in our head and a song in our hearts. We have a rotating world and we sleep in shifts so the little ones will always be safe.

We have playing fields, most of them level, but all of them for playing. We have beckoning breezes that smell of heat, salt, winter, love or tortillas. We have fruited plains and fruity pebbles. We have made up questions so the answers will make more sense. We have sowing, ripening, and furrowing.

So here we have: a world of difference and a world of differences. A space and a space to dance. The brighter the sun, the darker the shadows. Don't forget the sun, don't resent the shadows. Don't forget, don't resent. Do. Don't forget to do.