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Poem from RHYTHMS - Poetry and Muse, my first published book that won the 2008 IPPY Award |
| My soul moves… Through triumphants and dismays, Touches kidz and ole people In ways Reaching out, it inhales And suffocates And loves And dances And moves To music unsung And words unspoken With the truth and clarity of a butterfly’s swirl My soul moves Mountains and streams People and things Challenges un-seemed With characters of own, It’s strong It moves… It hugs and kisses And salutes And teaches and punishes The weak, …My soul moves like rides of amusement through tunnels of open road endearing to see more so to behold …brother, my soul moves at speeds you would not believe through mountains, round trees, into lives and other’s souls you see …my soul, it moves… |