Forty-one finds grace in every moment:
On rainy afternoons and golden dawns;
Reveling or ruing, laughing, weeping;
Throwing frisbees on snow-covered lawns;
Yearning, yelling, yielding, longing, sleeping.
One need only turn to see life dancing,
Never less than lovely, never dormant,
Equally through favorable winds or storms.
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