Look, Listen
Look!
You can see it
filling full the air,
and raining down
from the bright sun
and gray clouds.
You can see it rising
up
from the brown earth,
coming out of every
building,
and dancing a fine
dance
in the green grass and
trees.
Rest easy
your tired soul, my
friend.
Listen!
The grand song of life
hums quietly a lilting
melody.
Softly she forever
whispers
of a long love, endless
and true
in the velvet breeze.
Dewey Dirks
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