Existence of Poetry
When the poetry is gone,
the world is melancholy, the wind
sans voice silences...
The night closes and late
again to be day...
The poet is a pendulum between
worlds, poetry marks-
step of life...
If there was no poetry,
the earth would always be dry,
and the sea would only be
an emptiness... the world it
would even fall asleep in
rotund silence and neither
world would be...
even another world
wouldn't be anything fresh,
it would only be limbo
of the agonies...!
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