There Is Something That We Must Write - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

we must write about the language that they are using
in the common places such as the
or the barbershop or at the playing fields or even in the
we must write nothing new
nothing to invent
or to make from our very own hands and minds
what we must do is simply to look around and discover
the shape of the wind
and its soft fingers
there is nothing new in our making only this sensitivity and this discovering
of what is around us
that which grows by themselves and blooms and lingers and extends
like some tendrils of this flowering vine
slowly moving
unnoticed by all except you
becoming aware of that was not there

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Poem Submitted: Monday, September 8, 2008

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