Not with ink
But with the Spirit
Not on stone
But on hearts
You are the letter
You are the proof
No one asks a tree
For a certificate
They look at the fruit
No one asks a letter
Who signed it
If they can read it
In your face
And this is the strange thing
The letter cannot read itself
It is read by others
Always by others
Not with ink
But with the Spirit
Not on stone
But on hearts
You are the letter
You are the proof
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