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The Greater Joy - May 31, 2025

Gary Hunter
May 31, 2025
1 min read

when the mental and physical

exhaustion of being human becomes

too much, I wish I could slip on

a feathered outfit, finch maybe

and sleep away the day in a bush

 

then, if I was awakened by a bird

fluting a song it might make me

wonder - who has the greater joy

 

the one making music that

strums the heart

 

or the heart

which is strummed

 

 

 

 

 

 

 
 
 

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