I am the essence of belief
The wisdom of design
And in this haven cherish thee
You are no-one’s if not mine
Like a budding flower
You bloom – you flourish
(the simple things are so complex)
And yet confused is simpler still
I will not bow –
I will not fold –
This odyssey is mine alone
I place thee on a pedestal
Supremely sensing what may come
Ease me free of knowledge please
Join me in my realm
I feel emotive yearning flow
To calmer seas –
(thee at the helm)
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With my head in the sky and my wings in the air, I try to spend my spare time at the footy (AFL in Australia) Go Pies! – and valuable hours with family and friends. Otherwise I’ll have pen in hand and notebook at the ready for those insightful snippets that dream up a poem.
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That was beautiful! Happy holidays and happy writing!
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Thanks Christopher,
All the best with the re-write and a safe and happy holiday season…
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