the way one looks at distant things
for you are only one thing among many.
and whoever sees that way heals his heart,
without knowing it, from various ills--
a bird and a tree say to him: Friend.
then he wants to use himself and things
so that they stand in the glow of ripeness.
it doesn't matter whether he knows what he serves:
who serves best doesn't always understand.
~Czeslaw Milosz
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