Poet's making

All poets are true, I believe. They have felt, They made their hearts at one with the moment. They made themselves vulnerable Made moments their teachers. They learnt with their hearts. Miniscule nano seconds They watch it pass Eyes and heart at one. Gave life with words Gave form to rise Breathing immortality. A poet's making Not grand at sight. In the world of poetry Like Phoenix they rise. Rebirth at each written words The Poet is always in the making!