The Miracle Of Language

letters become words
and words become poems

haiku, tanka, and all the forms
many know better than me

what I know is I need to create
to feel more whole

and rest as much as I need to rest
too high a price when I try too hard

let the work grow at its own pace

each dream its own time
and place


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