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STRAY BIRDS life is glad to be floating with all things into the blue of space, into the dark of time.

151 great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.

152 is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress. I shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.

153 " is there to take up my duties?" asked the setting sun. "I shall do what I can, my Master," said the earthen lamp. [46]