Three Weeks Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

Week one may span eternity as Time
Effect and Cause entwine in timeless thread,
Ending endings, - sequencing sublime
Karmic conscience wakes from fountainhead.
One week begins a journey which, through rhyme,
Now overflows from fiction, looks ahead,
Extends to fact - intact can mountains climb.

Words worlds link, inklings ink and paper wed,
Expelling inconsistencies as verse,
Empowers threads whick knit what’s said, what’s read,
Knows no inhibitions, must reverse
The litanies of habit most rehearse
While heart to heart, once far apart, are lead
Over storms to calm as cares disperse.

Week three we welcome now with open arms
Each greeting each will meet sweet dreams sans dread,
Efforts rewarded soon shall be instead.
Kaleidoscopic and eternal charms
Triumph over former fears or qualms
Harmony and happiness ahead
Restore flawed confidence some chip embed,
Extend warm welcome where love on love fed, -
Ever blossoms equal, begs no alms...