Delving into patterns, watching designs, adjusting to them,
synchronizing themselves splendidly with rhythms, unfolding
from a pen into notes and measures
Opening like rose blossoms, full and aromatic, sensing nature
of intellect, cooperating with imagination in endeavors of
poetry.
Thoughts, awakening in time, giving off their passion with
desires of intense affection for meanings being taken from
folds of a memory overflowing.
Cavorting joyfully within a heart filled with joy, feeling
special graces, multiplying, bringing life closer and more
alive through Mother Nature.
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