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Sing the praises of life,

your gratitude for breath,

your uplifted spirits

as the sun moves through the day.

Sing the praises of life,

give voice to your loves,

whether the pink of hyacinths

in the snow,

or the burbling water

running at your feet,

the wind overhead

that brushes worries

from your mind,

the face of another human

after so much

solitary time.

Sing the praises of life.

Keep it simple.

Your heart knows your depth,

and the Earth meets you there.

Jyoti Wind

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