Through the Door of Words

Amidst the reality of chaos That this volatile world accords, We escape, perhaps for a short pause As we enter the door of words. There we mingle thoughts set free With long forgotten feelings, Like loves songs that momentarily Enchant with the scenes they bring.. Walled in by this verbal array Woven lines display life's color, A picture is painted by what we say And the pieces, the things we remember. Spontaneous, like flowing water, Like a butterfly freed from its cocoon, A poem can take us to galaxies where We touch stars, the sun and the moon. Cynthia Buhain-Baello~~~09.15.16