The mountains, I become a part of it
The herbs, the fir tree, I become a part of it.
The morning mists, the clouds, the gathering waters,
I become a part of it.
The wilderness, the dew drops, the pollen
I become a part of it.
~ Navajo Chant
North Fork Skokomish River, photo by KR Backwoods Photography, used with permission
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