Life-Cherishing Force
“Poetry is a life-cherishing force. For poems are not words, after all, but fires for the cold, ropes let down to the lost, something as necessary as bread in the pockets of the hungry.”
- Mary Oliver
Poetry is an inner reassuring voice,
It is the ladder that leads out of murky waters,
It is the portrait that depicts the strivings of the soul,
It is the eye to the wonders and intricacies of nature,
It is a pathway through a cluttered and clustered path.
Poetry is a light that guides through a dark alley,
It is a pearl of inestimable worth,
It is the panacea for turbulent waters,
It is the song of our times,
It is the message in the rhythm and melody.
Poetry is the wind that blows on a hot and dry day,
It is the sun that graces a gloomy sky,
It is a chamber of lost treasures,
Poetry is a door that leads to a ceaseless fountain.
Poetry is a world that I'm glad I found.
November 29, 2022.
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