What Is Poetry?
What is poetry?
Is it the starry dawn?
Is it the contemplative aura?
Is it the sweet song of the brook?
Is it the music of unspoken words?
Is it the moon reflected on the
windy hill?
Is it the golden breath of alabaster
Source?
Is it the eternal breath of the rose?
Is it the sweet and sour life?
Is it the joyful chirp of a
sparrow?
Is it the insatiable thirsty of our soul?
Is it the sky that wipes away its humble tears?
Is it the meek lily that
stands humbly?
Is it the rainbow that embraces our
mourning soul?
Is it the stormy sea that roars
our irrevocable fate?
Is it the winged wind that escapes
from the peaceful sphere?
Is it the decorated boat waiting for its
turn?
Really, really, I don't know, I don't know.
one thing is clear, one thing is clear; that
I am an infant who has been nurtured by His spirit...
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