The breath flows in and out
Like waves gently moving forward and back
The ocean rises with the ebb and flow
Of the moon, its cycle… So much more than a milky glow
The wings of a bird glide in the wind
Its call causes the heart to quieten and sing
We wonder where the birds do fly
As they make their journey across the sky
And what is it that makes our heart beat?
A magical mysterious unanswerable feat
Perhaps all we need to know
With love in our hearts we will always grow
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