A Child Discovers Poetry
The moment the eyes touched Beauty,
So lively, so colorful
—The first of such witness—
Admiration was birthed in the Mind
And was spawned in the soul;
Yet the mind had no voice,
Such that when Beauty sprouted words
The mind became mute no more.
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