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The Chorus of Life

There are days when Earth stands still

Flat ocean etched by subtle currents

Marsh hens dart across ponds of freshly planted rice

Trees stand like sentinel statues caught between breaths

With only an occasional wave or nod to secret admirers

Sun’s rays suspended in moisture laden clouds

Unable to break through and stir things up

This is a day of complete and full rest

A gift to lay low and relax in the serenity

That blankets Earth in well-being and peace

I watch signs and adjust my course

To match the flow of the Universe

I enter into harmony with the chorus of life

Adding another dimension to the song

Reverberating heart-to-heart throughout creation

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