dizziness
dried wells
they become blurred
working in high speed all the time
no need
that high speed
just work according to what you need
the valleys of your mind become fertile again
the well runs over again
despite no monsoon
(be noted: loveliest quarter moon,
and such light!)
this is reality and no fiction
Christmas Day
my way
my serious diction
no need,
long breathe
no death wreath
no contradiction
this is my serious diction
© Sylvia Frances Chan - All rights reserved
Christmas Day 26 December 2020
No contradiction but calm reflection makes life beautiful. Dried wells again get water. Amazing happens when we feel God's grace. This poem is very wonderful.
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Wonderful thoughts to ponder about. Powerful lines brilliantly conveyed.So very true. We need to relax our mind to enjoy the wonders of existence.A great poem woven by a great Poetess.Top marks!