The Poet
The Poet
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Seeking inspiration
in the darkness of the night.
He listens to the shadows
to give him words to write.
A longing somewhere in the wind
a broken heart cries out.
It's captured his attention,
now's not the time to doubt.
He listens to a love gone wrong
he hears the teardrops fall.
Still he cannot turn away
until he's heard it all.
It speaks to him of anguish
and of a broken will.
He feels a soul begin to bleed
but he listens still.
When silence again finds him
in the shadows of the night.
He speaks for the voiceless
within the words he'll write.
Sending hope and faith and love
on wings of butterflies.
He reaches out to broken souls
then he helps them rise.
For deep inside he holds a key
though many may not know it.
The way to mend a broken heart
is the heart inside the poet.
Edwin C Hofert
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