Saturday, June 4, 2022

Poetry Forest

 Poetry is a forest

I am the lumberjack hacking through it

With my emotions 

With my strengths

With my heart and soul


The farther I get into poetry 

The more I become aware of who I am

As a person

As a member of the human race 


The deeper I go into this forest

The more I see the beauty around me

The forest of poetry

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