the Poem called Life
i stood on the top of the Mountain
and i gave my Poetry back
to all i could see
the Valleys
the Rivers and Lakes
the Glens
with abundant Amens
Life is a Poem
as are we
Rhyming in Breath
and skipping Heart Beats
and Gasps
of Creation’s Wonder
the breeze
the soft whispers
of the Wind
caress my inner ear
beckoning me to hear
the music
of perfection
that lies before me
each of us paying homage
in reverence
for we are present
the present
we each offer
in lyrical verses
lyrical Breaths
lyrical Heart Beats
in the Poem called Life
© 4 July 2011 : William S. Peters, Sr.
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