The Song

listen to the song,
The Song in the shadows,
in the trees,
in the stars,
in the light,
in each other,

You can’t hear it, can you?
is your mind as clouded as the kicked up dust
that you so commonly misconceive?
The Song is in that very dust,
because it is everywhere,
in every life,
in every world,
in every universe,
in every macrocosm,
The Song, my friend,
is us.

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