My poems have passed me by…
Thoughts fly like the wind
I give birth to them in a split
And one moment I am dumb
Cannot breath
Suffocated
Words evaporate before I can
Conceive
Let the star record the moments
When life is empty of happy
Thoughts
It is when resistance stabs the
Expectations
Throwing stones at oneself in the
Mirror
I am the friend of joy
I sing amidst embarrassment
I laugh at lousy moments
I carry with me a candid
Countenance
That animates even the visiting
Butterfly
I sit with grace
I eat with gratitude
I walk with love
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