Greetings Friends and Neighbors, After days under the steady influence of North Wind, morning dawns calm and clear. Warm. Stepping from the house onto soft ground, I speak, “Good morning East, where Sun, Father Sun, you rise now from beyond the end of the old road leading down toward the broad Lake. You’ve come to grant us another day, and might our movements here gather together like a great Song, so to sing human beauty back into the World. Good morning South, home of the warm, moist and most powerful Wind,
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