Stroke, with silken touch
and baited breath,
the quickened senses;
Gasping with surprise
and hidden depths in
the drawing out of beauty...
flowing as a font of eternal
life, springing forth in
abundance... cascading freely
with unfettered abandon;
Tripping as from the tongue
to the page with easy
grace;
Unruffled... pure in text as
in thought
and in being just a thought...
drops easily into the
pool of words,
slowly... forming the
poetry of life.

Many thanks for your kindness my friend


brain works faster than the fingers. Thank goodness for spell check 








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