Spirit Touch
Touch my flowing spirit, if you can.
It dances on highest treetops,
So that very few ever can.
It sits laughing atop the lotus tree!
Waiting for you to go close your book.
Life does not live there, don't
you see?
It's in my elusive laughter.
And my own poetic pedigree!
September 5, 2019
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2019
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