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As one word follows another / so I follow my heart’s promptings / sometimes slowly sometimes fast / but always at a steady pace / that keeps time with the music / always playing within me.

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The moon reflects the unseen sun

around the time of the sunrise

or what would be the sunrise

if it could be seen. But relax,

resist the urge to speak

when you have nothing to say

about the onset of winter

and the darkening of the day

as sleep becomes a harbor

in the cold wind of dark thoughts

and a soft bed of dream

invites you to hibernate

so that, forgetting all your cares,

you enter a lucid landscape

of eternal memories,

a reversal of miseries

as you feel your way through

the things you had been scorning

and heal through the dismal morning

until the wonder of the world

again takes you unawares

and you are captive of the joy

that your own silence brings

when silence secretly sings.

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If you can sing me the songs that you know

About the beginning of time

If you can tell me the tales that are told

About the day you were born

If you can bring me the flowers that grow

Deep in the caves of the moon

Then I’ll tell you why

The universe is nigh

I’ll tell you why the universe is nigh

If you would be so kind as to bestow

Your blessing on me your old man

If you could find it in your heart to let go

Of the old wounds you hold in your hand

If you could throw these old pebbles in the pond

And put your hand to the plow

Then I’ll tell you how

The universe is now

I’ll tell you how the universe is now

So listen to the sounds of the birds of the dawn

Singing in the first light of day

Listen to the sound of your own heart’s voice

Telling you that all will be okay

Follow this moment into your beautiful life

And take that first step to get through

Then I’ll tell you true

The universe is you

I’ll tell you true the universe is you

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