"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Saturday, June 19, 2010

What Would Beauty Be

What would beauty be
Without words to describe it
Only the eye to take notice
No voice in body or speech
To tell others of the enchantment
That has blessed the soul


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