Listening To Doves

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I am sitting here this morning

looking out the screen door,

listening to doves cooing.

So beautiful, so profound.

Where have they been? I ask.

When I first came here,

I heard them every morning!

And then I realize

that they have always been here

and it is I

who have not been listening.

There is no fault in that,

my consciousness was

merely focused elsewhere.

How delicious it is now

to hear them anew.

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