Breathing and Living
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Written: June 26, 2023
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The sun is alive, and all creatures are awake.
Even the green leaves seem to be breathing.
And the air is crisp, cool, and pure for our sake.
Little black and gray birds sit on the bushes, chirping.
Their melodies cloy the morning air and sway.
As if to say, "Wake up, embrace the day!"
The squirrels are ambivalent, demanding nuts.
Their playful antics bestow smiles our way with no cuts
The earth straight off is alive and restored.
With the vibrancy of life pulsating through its core.
And out of respect for this day,
I will not turn on the TV or listen to what they say.
To the horrors that man has brought upon himself.
For today, I need what the earth has on the shelf.
A golden yellow morning, with dwarf leaves quivering,
As fresh air wafts through the house, my soul is glittering.
To be present at this moment,
To let climb of worries and atonements
To feel the warmth of the sun on my skin,
And let it cram me with pure joy within.
Copyright © Sotto Poet | Year Posted 2023
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