Poetry Saves Poem by Sandra Feldman
Poetry Saves
I run to Poetry,
To clear my mind,
And there,
Some peace and satisfaction,
Find.
The atrocities committed,
And yet to come,
Make it difficult
Not to become numb.
But Poetry saves,
Brings Beauty back,
Gives you hope,
When all is black
Poetry saves,
And so does Art,
They are the waves,
That heal, the heart.
HEALING THE HEART - The Heart is our central metaphor for what makes us human(e) . It links with the thoughts of the mind, and the feelings of the body, and gives moral purpose to both thoughts and feelings. And so Poetry saves us. It throws us a lifeline when we're floundering and it give us an invitation to the Festival of Life when all is well. And moral purpose shines a bright light always, whether we are floundering or feasting. And all of this is our prayer that what is moral and beautiful will prevail. You've filled me with HOPE tonight, Sandra!
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10/15/2024 6:46:35 AM # 1.0.0
So true. Very good words here Sandra, you've delivered to all of us some peace and satisfaction in the soul. Thank you.