“
Musings Reborn
Looking in places
Beyond my discomfort
Searching,
Searching again
For that Poem to tie
All the meanings together
Making sense
Of a rainbow unbent
Giving up to the music
Beyond sight of the flame
Where disorder
Now rules the day
A word becomes fertile
In the womb of my memory
And my musings reborn
—once again
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015)
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