From the Large Print - First large print edition.
Introduction : All is born to blossom
May my tongue stick to my palate
Too long do I live among those who hate peace
The gifts of a healthy restlessness
Almost at the end of the earth
Playing over the whole of his earth
Life and the art of encounter
The day went fast as an arrow
They recognized each other from afar
Like the branch of the almond tree
They feed upon my people as they feed upon bread
No one can save themself alone
Resounding with the deepest vibrations
The only way to become fully human
Like a child in its mother's arms
That you may remember and be ashamed
Walking through valleys of the shadow of death
Your rod and your staff, they comfort me
Hand in hand with a steadfast child
In the image of a God who smiles
For the best days are still to come
A brief note by the co-author
