When is the moment real

In that exchange of words

What is it drives the core

And asks for a response

Or maybe does not ask at all

Just suggests

That for only a second

We feel

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I live in a valley

And each morning

I listen to the sounds

Of doves cooing

The waking can be that simple

Laying in my bed

I imagine a world outside

In the crisp sunlight

And these birds perched nearby

Are singing in silent melody

That’s what they do

As my eyes open

I often wonder

If there is any consequence

Beyond their physical

Need to co-exist

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This morning

The mountain looms ahead

A visual force in a mental image

See everything we do

Depends upon how we react

Memories that organize our day

Our path

Our focus

Our needs

All rely upon our ability

To take that certain path

That eases the climb

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Later on we may again descend

We can now relax

Whether crying or rejoicing

The nature of our world is quiet

Beyond our physicality alone