summer morning walk
the hum of condenser fans
joins choir of bird songs
more than ever the feeling
that everything belongs
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Longing For Water 
Great title and poem. 😀
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Thank you. Sometimes the spirit just moves. I just have to get out of the way.
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haha I like that! 😀
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Humans are a part of the natural world, too, and there are times when our presence doesn’t disrupt a thing.
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Love the way you worded your reply. It is we who are the Johnny-come-lately’s that think we own the world. Hope it’s not too late for us as the natural world will recover. It’s sad to think that we are the blight upon creation.
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