« Psalm 19
1 The heavens declare the glory of God;
the skies proclaim the work of his hands.
2 Day after day they pour forth speech;
night after night they reveal knowledge.
3 They have no speech, they use no words;
no sound is heard from them.
4 Yet their voice goes out into all the earth,
their words to the ends of the world. »
Who is there to refuse the threefold bow ?
Open our ears to listen, our eyes to see
Unfolding in our hearts our destiny
All pervasive sutra whispering with the wind
Always there, always gone
Never really blowing
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