Even at work
when you speak
with someone, your language
is poetry –
and it nourishes the heart–
What time of day or night
do you speak in prose?
a friend said to me this morning –
I had nothing to say to this –
a flower that is unwrapped
and fully open,
releases its aroma
into all things.
does the sun save
her light for
a special occasion?
when you speak
with someone, your language
is poetry –
and it nourishes the heart–
What time of day or night
do you speak in prose?
a friend said to me this morning –
I had nothing to say to this –
a flower that is unwrapped
and fully open,
releases its aroma
into all things.
does the sun save
her light for
a special occasion?
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