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by Margarita Engle

On quiet days it becomes easy
to believe that a tap on the window
could be ants dancing
or a frog ready to speak

or perhaps a butterfly
demonstrating the possibilities
of a future beyond crawling.

On quiet days it is simple
to look up at an egret in flight
and despite the movement
see stillness

an angel exploring
familiar sky.

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