You hear it, and now you’ll hear it for all time:
The song that woke a yearning in your soul,
Transforming the prose of life into the rhyme
Of lyrical love, a love to make you whole.
How few of us hear it – the call to something more:
It whispers through the winds that pass you on
Their way to some exotic, distant shore
You’ve seen in your dreams. It flashes with the dawn
Of each new day, in each new ray that lights
With warmth upon the cool and slumbering earth,
Revealing the inexhaustible delights
That come to those who dance with joy and mirth
Through all the seasons, to the blessed few who strive
For something more, who truly are alive.
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