Each Step Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Each Step



Each step we take we choose
Form what comes from healing
Our days are inside the fuse
What we might call a feeling
The heaven is plain in power
Bridling each argument sown
What matters is sweet and sour
And always earth's fieldstone

We can't change magic seeds
Nor turn them all into the dust
What comes in nature accedes
Turning the additional to rust
Hedges with buds overblown
Will sprang up like wild plants
Invisible from the inside grown
Shall forward in future advance

The truth is only on the roads
In understanding and reasoning
Each temper from several modes
Tides from corners of seasoning
The lightning's for the thunder
To show what there's concealed
Defining phantom paradox under
That mankind has not yet peeled

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