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[00:04.78]only the eyes of owls can be seen here;
[00:13.33]they are the stars, they radiate.
[00:20.71]and every constellation
[00:23.44]is a fraction of God's DNA
[00:28.54]that we were made to notice and navigate.
[00:36.34]as the moon commands the tide
[00:39.67]to balance the weight of change,
[00:44.58]we must learn to follow all the same.
[00:51.69]when the northern lights were born,
[00:55.19]the color poured into our eyes,
[00:59.87]like tipping a glass with the ocean inside.
[01:07.25]into the darkness,
[01:09.93]we will send our symphonies -
[01:14.02]a shorthand of existence,
[01:17.91]a slowly turning key,
[01:22.06]the voyager will leave us
[01:25.54]with this modest memory of home.
[01:34.67]when the sunlight wakes the earth
[01:37.78]from its deep sleep,
[01:40.19]all creatures bloom.
[01:42.77]and through lifted lashes, all is new.
[01:49.94]as a newborn recognizes
[01:53.18]its mother's voice from inside the womb,
[01:58.07]may we remember the warmth of our youth.
[02:04.54]the overture was written,
[02:08.34]like the calm before a storm.
[02:12.32]with hummingbird precision,
[02:16.13]we must follow every chord...
[02:21.69]time-lapse reveals a slight of hand,
[02:29.56]it unties the rules of time and plan.
[02:37.70]stillness is only a state of mind,
[02:46.51]a blind spot that brightness has left behind.
[02:54.26]wet paint is a privilege that we will find.
[03:03.59]as the wrist of an artist
[03:06.56]pulls the foreground into the frame,
[03:11.96]we must learn to focus, all the same.
[03:19.38]all these restless conversations
[03:22.98]have tied a string to every living thing,
[03:27.43]and our illustrations will draw them near.