CREATION

Relaxation

Like a peaceful

Dream

Fills my body

Which sits

Slouching

At my computer

While I

Compose lines

That allow me

To cleave

To the

Divinity

Of everyday

Life.

I, now,

Alternate

Between

Notebook

And a blue-white

Dancing

Computer screen

As a poem

Begins to write

Itself –

It is if

I am discovering

Lines of

God’s creation

And copying

Them,

And as

Clouds part

This poem

Splashes

Across the screen –

Like a serene

Impressionistic

Painting.

I have

Painted

A portrait

Of myself

With words.

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