I've a poet's mind,
In a body burdened by the modern ideal.
Rather...
Give me ocean waves and garden paths,
Give me dappled sun and love that lasts.
A swallow's call in the early morn,
And the sweet silence of a summer's eve.
The salt of rain upon my brow,
And star filled midnights that breath a wish.
A blade of grass and spider's web,
The heartbeat of a love beneath my ear.
The gentle rise of a soft red sun,
The sudden rupture of a silent storm.
A whispered poem and dew dappled lawn,
And the first breath of Spring within long waiting lungs.
Give me the world in all its minute,
For my mind is made of existence and moments most dear.
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