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Summer Meditation A murmur emerges from the morning, Speaking of ancient sanctuary And peace from ages past. Faint birdsong from some forgotten Eden Provides a soothing melody To while away the hours. Pausing pensive in a sun-soaked meadow, Looking homeward, I think of thee, And hold our friendship fast. I reflect on the secret of summer Amidst a drift of honeybees Drunk on wine from flowers, While a whisper from the wind reminds me That everything is temporary And must be loved to last. |
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