I think that in this shattered World,
As cruel and cold as it may be,
We'll find the softness of a bird,
In some great piece of poetry.
A Poem that will read your heart,
Give it the love that makes it start,
Surrounds you with musical scales,
Hoists up, imaginary sails.
I think that thanks to Poetry,
Feelings come forth more naturally,
Words do describe the inner soul,
Poetry's mother to us All.