Poetic Secrets
from oceans,
to gardens,
and forests too
poetry has always been
an eternal form,
of written secrets.
one has always seen
but never understood
through oceans
round gardens
and inside forests
poetry has always
been found to be true
whether they be words,
rhyme, rhythym,
or tune
poetry is
and eternally
growing plume.
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