sit....
look
witness small miracles
dancing at the end
of the master’s hand
take....
eat
taste and savor
juice from fruits
of the season
sing....
dance with joy
to the sound that
echoes in still wind
listen....
learn
hear the rhythm
of your name
playing in echoes
through distant valleys
come....
touch
feel the tissue
of new grass
turning brown to green
be....
alive and aware
of the curve time assumes
in subtle turn
of the hour
learn....
know and be one
within and among
all unfolding before you
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