The world is a living library. It will instantly reach into and beyond anyone intimate enough to bring their soul to the relationship. It speaks a form of language which we are -made of but cannot say-, yet our most profound roots of being understand this language, are nourished only by this sacred convers(ion)sation, in which we and the living universe become, together, a third form of being which neither alone can ever be… a being of wonder, mutual adoration, playful learning beyond all possible category, and spirit-presence. A being of skydance upon the anciently divine sunworld. A being of song.