_*Swifts turn in the heights of the air;
higher still turn the invisible stars.
When day withdraws to the ends of the earth
their fires shine on a dark expanse of sand*_.
_*We live in a world of motion and distance.
The heart flies from tree to bird,
from bird to distant star,
from star to love; and love grows
in the quiet house, turning and working,
servant of thought, a lamp held in one hand*_...Philippe Jaccottet
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_Every winter Cardinals flock to my back garden...they love the mirror on the fence and spend hours fluttering and gazing at themselves in front of it...but more than that, they love winter and we love them...love grows_..Ontario Canada..
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