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The breathing of the air,
The song of the sweet nightingale,
The grove and its beauty
In the serene night,
With the flame that consumes, and gives no pains.
John of the Cross
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Text and image source: Jana Eid https://m.facebook.com/story.php?story_fbid=pfbid02qz8R2f83gZBopCvEEkYWMHUjUbpoYa8E7VeSEpSqS9BE4n7UiiRRS8iQNBMgrDhkl&id=772270092
Anita Dawes and Jaye Marie 