This rhythm
moves me,
finds my zenith
and defines.
Challenging,
it seeks out my low ebb
and lifts.
It is succour,
and solace
and comfort
and fortitude.
It is my equilibrium.
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This rhythm
moves me,
finds my zenith
and defines.
Challenging,
it seeks out my low ebb
and lifts.
It is succour,
and solace
and comfort
and fortitude.
It is my equilibrium.
Posted on July 16, 2014 at 8:18 AM in Jeremy, Poetry | RSS feed | Reply | Trackback URL
I can feel the beat of the poem. Like it.
Big smiles!
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