Not Even Knowing, Why. Poem by Sandra Feldman

Not Even Knowing, Why.

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Why do I love,
Poetry so!
By now, I don't really
Even know.
I think I have drowned
In a Sea of Words
And Musical cords
Where only feelings
Seem to be heard,
And there's nothing
Else in the World.

For once,
I'm at peace with myself.

Tuesday, October 16, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: inner peace
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bernard F. Asuncion 16 October 2018

Another magnificent write, dear Sandra...10++++++++++++++

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