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Sunday, June 12, 2016

Oh the blessedness of each moment

The wind is pushing through the trees
And flowers host a swarm of bees
Summer's whispering a bit to soon
And morning feels like the heat of noon

The birds are circling around the feeder
It sways a bit with each hungry eater
Morning's awakening, singing  her songs
That soothes the heart and rights the wrongs

Oh the blessedness  of each moment
They carry  the remedies and the potion
Of the Healer and the Physician:
Every second: a herald with a mission

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