Wondering Words


Wandering Words


A violin has potential to awaken a heart with her lovely tune

Just as words have the potential

To free someone

The wind be but silent, unless mother Earth beckons for her to whisper

As are words silent to man unless expressed

Beckoning for inner joy to once again

Be present

Ask a poet why they are poet

With a purposeful


They shall answer

For poetry

Is purpose

to be able to crochet words seamlessly


I put my heart together

And may my mind relinquish her stress

I can write paths to



In which I let no one enter

Oh, but my words   do love to wander

By Simone Emiline Robinson


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