I am often asked:
“How can one find poetry in such a damaged and desolate world?”
The answer is simple:
Poetry can be found anywhere.It is the sorrow that drives our tears,
the sunshine that brings us joy,
our companion in the darkness,
and that which guides us to the light.
It is the music of our spirit,
the gentle beating of our hearts.
The triumphant wind on the mountaintop,
Lemon Trees, I like to dance with you, I like your lemons because they are your fruit,Sometimes i cant really tell, if its the taste, or if its you, why i first fell source of comfort in a rainy forest.
It is the scream of a father in pain
the gentleness of a newborn child.It is the chaos of a raging river
and the calm of a summers day.Poetry can be found anywhere.
Happy Saturday 🙂