Is There a Word?
Published Mon Feb 19, 2018 | Posted in Poetry | By Linda Jenkinson |
Is there a word as yet
That precisely measures all I feel?
Is there a phrase as yet
That can separate and categorize
And make this dream seem real?
Is there a note as yet
By bird or violin
That could be voiced
To define the point
Where feeings do begin?
Is there a touch as yet
That cools in fire and warms in snow?
A steady hand to hold me fast
In sweet streams where feelings flow?
Is peace to be found in passion,
Serenity where thought and sensation unite?
Beginning as two,
Now coupled as one.
Darkness to dawn.
Day to twilight.
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