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Pink clouds like an angel’s wing

Adorn the skies above my head

Beautiful songbirds surrounding sing

Lush green fields toward the forest spread

Ephemeral are the pastels of dawn

Delicately morphing into day

Oranges, reds, and pinks soon gone

Disappearing with the sun’s first ray

Transformation at the heart of change

Guiding toward our ultimate mission

What we encounter will rearrange

Our perceptions and our volition

The pathway within is the way out

With love and compassion at the core

Harmony and peace give us the clout

To find the highway to Heaven’s door

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