the artist

 



for a day to be me

I look around to see

wondering whats grows next in the seed

a new arm branch root leaf

all surprises know informed brief

you are becoming what you presently think

owning the sky earth when will I see birth

9 months to a year oh yes I want a seer

for the artist in thee

wanting to out and so free

if words create from the present in two

invest each idea as breath

dividends in every fleeting thought 

in every silent prayer

for in the weaving lifes great web

each breath is light and air

letting my ideas soar on high

letting them dance upon the breeze

for in the breath of each new word

I find my minds true ease






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