“With or without speech, prayer is born of breath and bones,
and hearts held open to ancient connection.
It is the deepest song of the sea sounding through us.
It is the oldest trace of living starlight
that is buried in us and cannot be contained.”
– Karen Herin in Writing to Wake the Soul
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