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I am going to sit a while
and think of all the ways
in which my life is filled with bliss;

with each passing moment
I grow happier until
the universe is pulsing
with the feeling.

I see rose petals in the water,
plucked from a flower that once
broke free from its sealed bud
as a butterfly’s wings bloomed

when the universe was pulsing with
the feeling.

May we open our eyes to see
the horizon
and our ears to hear
the eternal hum
of existence.



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