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The laws create fields of stalks,
The laws nestle in the seeds,
They are in the roots of the reeds,
They spread to the circling hawks.
Inside them, you can see their DNA,
And see them spread over the plains,
And see them sparkling under the rains,
And the thunder cracks in the sodden day.
Yaacov David Shulman