- A living stillness settles
- In the room where I am sitting.
- And from my pen appears
- The poem already written.
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- Like fallen rains that realize
- They're in a river flowing,
- My mind silently agrees
- To things it has been knowing.
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- The dawn casts a sunrise
- On worlds already there,
- In the light
- Where my eyes become aware.
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- I speak of things
- Of which I'm only learning.
- I'm a person in the world
- Who finds the world is turning.
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- My lyrics appear in the night
- And then I find their meaning.
- They remind me of a song
- I'm already singing.
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- The dawn casts a sunrise
- On worlds already there,
- In the light
- Where my eyes become aware.
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