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点击复制No organ but the heartbeat
no choir but the wind;
the forest is a cathedral
where faith and doubt begin
A deer becomes the deacon
a stream the soft Amen;
each stone a book of patience
rewritten now and then
We kneel without intention
we breathe the holy grain;
our souls like small confessions
that wash away the pain
When twilight closes windows
and stars replace the choir—
we learn that God is quiet
and silence is desire