Four More Questions

How often does myth need to be invoked,
pulled from the ordinary and mundane?

What removed the wonder of the simple mystery
heard in the morning's first birdsong?

Where did I learn to slow down for this moment,
less hurried to get somewhere?

Why does one need to capture time
that is already held in the infinite?

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