Sunlight warm, a sudden gleam,
A happy thought, a waking dream.
A gentle breeze, a passing sigh,
Just for this moment, you and I.
A busy street, a hurried pace,
Then a kind smile on a stranger's face.
A bird takes flight, a silent call,
Momentarily, it holds us all.
A sweet, soft song, a whispered name,
A flickering, dancing candle flame.
A taste of joy, a moment's ease,
Carried on the passing breeze.
A thought that blooms, then fades from sight,
A star that shines, then hides from light.
This fleeting gift, a precious thing,
The song that life, for now, does sing.
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