Words that move me

"What's my passion?"
I say inside.
Words that move me
and come alive.
Like birds that soar
with the clouds,
so does my soul
when poetry surrounds.
Who can tell
how colors brighten,
how words go from dull
to as strong as lightning?
And who knows why
the mighty moon shines?
But I know for what
my lonely soul pines.
"What's my passion?"
I say inside.
Words that move me
and come alive.

 

Copyright ©2008  Gretchen Ann Decker

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