Soul Unrehearsed
All life is a poem,
new stanza each day
The questions unreasoned,
leaves fall where they may
My story in long hand,
the seasons in verse
Discovery my Muse,
—with soul unrehearsed
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)
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