Happiness Of Anticipating Inspiration

Encounters attained are all different,

Thoughts upon this day swiftly alter;

Linking to what lies beyond.

Flickers ephemeral – never repetitive,

Keeps the poet contained In wonder...

Like morning billows concealing

Blink of sun's rays, then suddenly

Disbanding,

I too experience revelation like clouds

Swiftly alter, floating; no longer huddled,

Catching fleeting glimpses of other worlds

Wrapped in warmth...soothing this poet's

Mind.

Pools that drift in bursts of gleaming

Light as breath flows, essence thoughtful,

Reflecting ripples of intuition that surface

And soar...awakening the poet in me.

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