Every Time
Every time the ocean reaches the shore
The sand keeps waiting and waiting for more
More of the touch that wets its entity
And gives it a whole new identity
Every time the sun shines at the flowers
They keep waiting to recharge their powers
More of the light that releases through them
And creates new breath like a diadem
Every time the wind blows through the tall trees
The leaves keep waiting for the gentle breeze
More of the brush that tickles their being
And moves them to and fro, feels so freeing
Every time I look at God's love and grace
He keeps reminding He's my hiding place
He gives me magic that keeps me going
And helps me spin out poetry flowing
07.27.2020
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