Saturday, August 1, 2009

Let the morning’s light greet you with grace
Let the rays warm your beautiful face
Let the clouds anoint you and console
Let Mother Nature reach deep into your soul
Let the green show you its pigment of glee
And hold this poem close to your body, as if it were me
Let each word be pronounced in depth
Let each rhyme take away your breath
Hold each syllable in the tip of your mouth
Devour it all don’t permit even a drop to pour out
Let the temple gently kiss your mind
Make love to every poetic line
Don’t feast on only one, but more and more
As they passionately settle in the depths of your core

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