A Poem Is A Pearl Ii Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

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A poem is a pearl within the heart,
Painstakingly perfected, primed with tears,
Offering reflections which the years
Encapsulate within a world apart.
Mirrors in the mind seek ways to chart
Ideas which clarify while calming fears.
Suddenly the soul awakens, clears,
As worries are effaced, while hurt and smart,
Pacified, assuaged, dissolve, depart.
Expression of emotions thus appears
As ecstasy amidst Man's pain. Each hears
Relief and joy, as wellsprings sudden start
Like fountains in the desert buried deep,
Arise at magic touch, spring up from sleep.

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