It is the air
That is here
That is there
In me, in you
And in all,
Inside and outside.
Air has
Fortynine divisions
And in
Fortynine forms
Air is going and
Coming from one
To another, my dear.
Fear not air
Air is here
Air is there
Air is yours only
Who is ever ready
To take your care.
Air air air
See the pressure of air
And say within air
What you are.
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