- published: March 9, 2004
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As the sun rises to my left,
I am aware for the first time of
birds singing. Their mystical songs saying
that they behold its beauty, too.
Creativity asks a question, and seeks its own answers. -unknown
When Time Stands Still
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Thank you for your comments on my poem. I feel a little nervous about putting them out for everyone to read, but it feels good to know they are appreciated : )
] On: March 10, 2004
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