today God sang
pine siskins tweeted
owls hooted
crossbeaks added their alto notes
and quail chirped
magpies.... well not everyone can sing
horses neighed
and cows sang to their babies
a light wind
tickled the firs and pines
a lyrical undercurrent
the percussion section
was alive and well in
the pounding of hooves of playful mares
thank you God
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