Touch touch- Feel the gentle motion ripple outward flowing solar wave expanding till all are touched or touching touch- Listen pin-drop closely heartbeat of the world countless souls communing ripples overlapping enfolding you and I touch- That secret place within your luminescent soul know in sacred union touching we become part of the greater whole

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