Different

Every day I come
Here is different,
New,
New voices
Plant and animal
Soil turned over
Different, breeze
Rustling different
Birdsong, ant-trail
Sunlight all
Different.

Every day I come
Here I too am
Different.
I hear here
Listen anew
Observe fresh
From the womb
Of the day.

Every day we become
Closer, our
Language shared
Our sighs
Laughter wonder.
Would that this
Never end.

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