I hear bullfrogs croak

I hear crickets murmur,

I hear a chorus of birds from tree to tree.

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I see a cardinal darting between the brush,

I see lacy towers of green and purple and pink,

I see the swollen swirling river rushing between steep banks.

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I feel soft warm breezes,

I feel fingers numb on handlebars,

I feel the splash of a puddle beneath my tires.

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And I touch the hand of God