By Tony DeLorger © 2013
What lives in the poets mind,
finds flight within the heart,
and through the pen transforms,
into the eloquence of a loving gift.
Words honed to meet the needs of connection,
are birthed into the ether,
in search of open hearts and minds,
thirsty for the beauty of human dreams.
When found, words explode into possibility,
imbuing the reader with intent,
and the gift of thought in infancy,
the miracle of minds capable of love.
For it is love alone that stirs a soul,
in recognition of the writer's heart,
and the words so profoundly placed,
to ignite the passions of connection and sharing.
Poetry is not simply an art form,
it is the purveyor of love through appreciation,
delivering the reader to realms unknown,
to explore the heart of self-knowledge and understanding.
Poetry is the tender words of love,
the explicit voice of truth,
and the enthralling questions of the unknown,
wrapped in the pristine endowment of possibility.
Poetry is the love of my life, the mutterings of my soul and the teacher of my truth.
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