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A Patchwork Of Soul

I stumble on poets whom I’ve not before read
With visions of mountains to climb in my head
Old mysteries to learn buried deep in my heart
Viewed from a mind we’re a long way apart
But the mystery unfolds in a patchwork of art
Eastern light shines in the rhythms of men
Who seemingly travell and come back yet again
They say that it’s true there’s not far to go
If you travel light and forget all that you know
It’s a patchwork of heaven sewn through the ages
Sung by the poets and sat on by Sages
It’s a mystery of words with meanings revealed
When the tongue is silent the ears are healed,
In amazement in wonder the silence is bliss,
As thoughts turn to rainbows the Self sends a kiss.

by Wojja Fink

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Comments (20)

Your poem really rocks, beautiful x
beautiful poem! ! ! i like this poem a whole lot
I love the last three lines, I can tell they have come deep within the soul and yet tells so much loud and clear. Beautifully done
John, there's a smart rhythm to this verse and meaningful thoughts too. That's a great combination to have in a poem. Frank
This poem is amazing in its rhythm and musicality. I agree with your ideas about poetry :) Beautiful. A.
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