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all sing
you hear the
voices, don’t you?
for ataraxia
it’s everywhere the
sunshine
it’s up from dust the
rain
the lemon is reaching
ants rise to the bud
by paddock till pudding
all chew cud
I’m the trodden path
and you must be truth’s
grain
it’s snout cum beak
and paw or hoof
muddy up this
scratch-a-way
carry round a roof
it’s everywhere the
sunshine
it’s up from dust the
rain
there’s music in the
mysteries
gossip excuses for tin
ear
all sing and find the
tune for free
but very few will hear
it’s outwardly the leaf
and reach
and hang a breeze for
fruit
tip the seed all
heavenward
see the green of shoot
till and build, grin,
bear, care
but nowhere to begin
it’s sleep off all the
world till now
then take it for a spin
tunnel down, work pioners
have a branch to root
look into hearts and
souls
and see never twice the
same
there’s love among the
creatures
and call the clouds by
name
it’s all swift wings
and shadows cast
little bugs, we’re here
at last
with light between the
branches
and thought’s a gloried
train
it’s everywhere the
sunshine
it’s up from dust the
rain
Good chew!
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