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In the Stillness of Noontide
Amid the stillness
as racing time grinds to a halt,
I watch the steady
hustle and bustle of noontide.
Up above, phalanx of birds
fly about in the vast spring sky
until they disappear
in the far distance.
Red emperor tulips hula-hoop
to the song of the breeze.
I pay rapt attention
to my surroundings;
incessant, the sound of cars
whizzing by on the road
to destination unknown.
I listen to unseen wind chimes
tinkling sweet music for me.
From the balcony, I look down
at the neighborhood children
as they play enthusiastically,
and their laughs bring
a bright smile to my face;
then I wonder to myself...
"Gee, how beautifully alive is life?"
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Date written: 06/20/2020
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Edward Ibeh
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