...when today,
we wake up, feeling everything has gone astray...
ask ourselves questions, not readily answerable,
at times, are unanswerable...

...rest assured that...

...a moment comes...we reflect on changes,
and then before us, a new path emerges....

there's this ever growing community,
where lyrical outbursts are a variety...
new faceless names we meet,
minds and pens, together we co exist...
from our muses, enchanting ideas, so to speak,
where every dash and dot, poetic...
every poem of I, Myself, Me,
slowly but surely become Thy, Thee, We.......

come...
be in this corner,
be one of those minds from various nations,
with diverse thoughts and convictions...
where every poem is written with passion,
life's lessons, learned and shared...

come...
restless souls.
seek refuge in this haven,
be eased, calmed, be healed, here,
where every poet is part and parcel
of a world within a world,
a microcosm we call
...Hello Poetry...


Sally

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Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan