A Beautiful Sunshine. In That Moment We Call & X22;Now& X22; Even The Sunshine Is As Static As A Photograph, The Energy Of The World In One Place Or Another, Yet In The Series Of Moments We Call The Passage Of Time, Everything Flows. The Sunshine On That Spring Day Brought A Glow To The Foliage, The Grass, To Every Garland Of Bloom. It Shone From The Insects Who Flew, As If Each Were A Star Of The Daytime Air. It Brought A Warm Lightness To The Heads Of The Birds, A Shine To Their Feathers Of All Colours. And Without It, What Then? Without The Warmth Of Sunshine, What Would There Be? And So In All Seasons It Is The Way Joy Seeps Into My Skin, Keeps My Heart In Ambient Steady Rhythm.

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