Inside a written scribble,
of a poets mind,
sometimes a roadmap
to another world unfolds.
One where eyes
carry reader inside grace.
Ocean waves crescent in mind.
Melodies dance in sea of sky.
Colorful gate keeps troubles away.
Wind quenches lungs and heart.
The perfect place to wander in
to regroup and align
with light of a new day.
Oct 10, 2017
Oct 10, 2017 at 9:13 AM UTC
Inside a written scribble,
of a poets mind,
sometimes a roadmap
to another world unfolds.
One where eyes
carry reader inside grace.
Ocean waves crescent in mind.
Melodies dance in sea of sky.
Colorful gate keeps troubles away.
Wind quenches lungs and heart.
The perfect place to wander in
to regroup and align
with light of a new day.
Dedicated to Mack who had the word scribble on his page. It inspired me.
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