In words

Prose piques the mind, perhaps
Pulls you along prodigious paths
Weaving worlds out of words
But poetry soothes the soul
It’s rhythms are beating hearts
Breathing, the wash of waves
This is what the words worth
Beyond thought, supra lingual
Twas brillig and the slythy tove
Gifts is what the best ones are
In words
We turn
Inwards

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