O Little Sister Bird, that brims with full heart, and having nothing possesses all, surely you do well to sing! For you have life without labour and beauty without burden, and riches without care. When you wake, lo, it is dawn; and when you come to sleep it is eve. And when your two wings lie folded about your heart, lo, there is rest. Therefore sing, Sister, having this great wealth, that when you sing you give your riches to all.
- adapted, St. Francis of Assisi
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