When I taste the scent of a breeze

Or consider earth’s divine spell,

The rays of love that always please;

Then happiness rings its bright bell.


When I prepare the morning tea

And observe the cat slinking by

Thinking of life’s rich mystery,

I marvel how love lets us fly.


When I look out upon the world,

A contentment leaps like the spring;

Joyful it is to be uncurled,

Absorbing truths that dance and sing.


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