I wake to the sound of the world outdoors

the movement, a series of moving cars

the birds of course or the primary chorus

a sunlit day, windows open, clear pictures

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I look for the music that can embrace my day

what sound do I need to find my words

and suddenly I know I am in a listening way

the world as it wakens around me. Glance towards

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a sky peeking through full bloom meadows and fields

see the love of nature that encompasses our lives

when questions of who am I and what do I see

perhaps let this simple pleasure our love revives

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For when is it on a glorious moment in the month of July

do we suddenly forget to breathe and instead do we cry