My Life In Word

THE SILENT MUSE

 I have had many a muse
 But none quite like you
 You take me to places
 Fresh and new
 Without uttering a word
 You open the door
 To the world in which
 My heart adores
 Where raindrops are words
 And rhythm dances from leaves
 Where love permeates the air
 Like a crisp morning breeze
 You know, 
 That place where
 The oceans laugh
 And mountains tend to cry
 Where eagles speak Geechee
 And penguins can fly
 A place like no other
 To this place
 I am bound
 While you sit
 There is silence
 Without making a sound
  
 Simona A. Brinson 

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