hours

Hours
Passed in solitude
Bubble built around
Invisible, impenetrable
Filled with peace
Bubbling with happiness
Watching pigeons wooing
Fighting for turf
Listening to birds
Serenading sweet
Human company
Has long lost its value
Ever since soul reached
This island of peace within.

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