Eternal Forces
A plethora of blessings has come to me
in a deviation from the norm.
I have been enlightened with all I see.
A light rain has become a storm.
The words fall like precipitation.
They fill my poetic chalice.
An amount surpassing computation
now flows within my palace.
The words have burgeoned into a universal expanse.
It is a vast territory to explore.
Like a large troupe, they come to dance.
in greater amounts than I had known before.
A passive foray has become an obsession.
It is presently what I live for.
An amassed fortune is in my possession.
May it continually stream for evermore.
Copyright © Robert Pettit | Year Posted 2011
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