Today I will sit and sip
my coffee.
I will be silent.
I won't add another line
to the poem I'm working with.
Instead, I'll watch, and
I'll listen
to the locution each day is creating.
You know, of course, that life is
writing new poems daily, everywhere.
It's so easy to miss.
So, I will stay still for a time,
noticing the words passing by
in the scent upon the wind.
I'll hear the birds speaking rhymes
in their own sweet poetic cadence.
I'll feel the breath of the sunshine
phrasing together, songs of warmth and light.
I shall pay attention to creation
writing and rewriting everything.
I will notice
and I will read, all
of the pure poetry that is today,
is now.
I won't write a word today
… no, wait …
I mustn't stop myself, for
I too am part of today's poem,
so one word I add,
Amen.
Simply fabulous feelings and sincerest expression! So hard to reach and convey. Simply reaching out. with such feeling and so very much to say. Loved It!
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I would like to translate this poem
i like the words i feel the words i understand the words really nice poem