In the darkness of the nights and the lightness of the days
The humming of nature sways
Caressing all ears with its delicate tune
leaving no room for howling at the moon
While the roses may be red
The violets sure arent blue
Simultaneously you are I
while I am you
Opening up to the songs of the birds chirp
Do not allow the mind to usurp
Listen closely for it all comes from you
Projected outward it’s all just a clever ruse leaving only a clue
Weaving through the silence the trickling of water flows
Washing through your toes
As your consciousness grows
For I am one to be told
It was god who broke the mold
While realities bend and fold
It’s the love that’s got me sold
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