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I was not aware of the moment when I first
crossed the threshold of this life. What was the
power that opened that opened me out upon this vast
mystery like a bird in the forest in midnight.
WBut when in the morning I looked upon the light
I felt in a moment that I was no stranger in
this world, that the inscrutable power without
name and form has taken me in its arms in the form
of my own mother. Even so, in death the same
unknown will appear as ever known to me.
And because I love this life, I know I will
love death as well. The child cries out when
from the right breast the mother takes it away
toand finds its consolation in the left one in the
very next moment.
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