It's a good thing I was paying attention Or I might have missed you both, Doing your best work, Right there in the middle of that patch of common juniper, Doing your best to blend in, But failing in the best possible way because you were born for something else. Can I describe how it feels to be a person who sees you? Like I've just discovered fire, a secret, God's glory itself. It satisfies me more than the richest of fare, Soothes me better than medicinal salve. Had I known all this time I'd get so much more out Of searching, seeing, and knowing Others, I'd have spent less effort Laboring under the mantra of this age:
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It's a good thing I was paying attention Or I might have missed you both, Doing your best work, Right there in the middle of that patch of common juniper, Doing your best to blend in, But failing in the best possible way because you were born for something else. Can I describe how it feels to be a person who sees you? Like I've just discovered fire, a secret, God's glory itself. It satisfies me more than the richest of fare, Soothes me better than medicinal salve. Had I known all this time I'd get so much more out Of searching, seeing, and knowing Others, I'd have spent less effort Laboring under the mantra of this age: