With prose…
I saw only with my eyes,
as the words left my hand
With poetry…
my eyes were abandoned,
leaving only my heart
But in the distance played a lyric,
freeing what my words
could never unchain
And hearing its melody,
my heart forever carried away
—in song
(Villanova Pennsylvania: August,2016)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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