The light draft brought knowledge

A steady dose of truth riding in

On waves of cool air desperately

Trying to warm itself in the morning sun.

The small birds sang 

They sang there under the blue sky

Ignoring all the noise from the street

Singing in spite of the obnoxious.

The irresponsible speed of society

Played no part in controlling 

The vibrant colors of the tulips

From stretching out in the light.

The almost silence holds many answers

There in the spaces tucked in between the noise

You can find everything 

But hardly a soul stops to look.


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