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Birds serenade the mornings.
Frog operas each night.
The symphonies of wind and tree,
meadow and sea,
require no tickets,
no press reviews;
even an audience is irrelevant.
Music just happens
spontaneously
like breathing or laughing.
Each individual
from shark to dandelion
plays its vital part
in the arcane cosmic dance.
When each hour
has its own song
you know this must be paradise.
