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This is a song of man, woman, and child named in song.
It is not just about humans, however, but a song for all the treasures contained within this circle of ours, a garden of mankind, womankind, and child to house, to clothe, to shelter and protect.
Do you know you have a part in this venture?
Not every one's work is ever the same, but one can add to the moment of every day.
A word does not go by unnoticed.
A hair on the head isn't over - looked in time.
A sparrow cannot fall without something or someone seeing it.
No one can be omniscient about every thing, but time tells us with song.
A world is a song in time.
It is a beloved of the universe itself.
One verse is a link to the times of your land.
This song reminds me of songs from the Psalms.
Has a beloved ever written to you?
Do you respond?
Write them a song.
Elation
A girl in a swing
Elevating
Flexing
Elongating
Arching
Landing
Holding a wheel
Snugly
Rising to
The passing of the trees
The tracking of the sand
The hurtling to the sky
The return to the earth
A child is in transit
to the heavens daily
and the luxury of gravity
holding her feet in place
The sky, her canopy
The earth, her sieve
The swing her vehicle
Have you ever felt
such an embrace?
The universe at play
The universe at rest.
The universe watches girls play.
Have you ever been a child?
(Bicycles are fine, but swings are much better.
If you fall, you fall alone.)
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