Chaos To A Poet

Clouds adrift envelop me
With droplets like tiny jewels
Each a thought unfolding
Then closingas another opens
to be lost to the ether.

With a focused effort the clouds
Part to reveal many pathes.
First one path pulses...inviting,
Then another, and still another.
Pulsing like a heartbeat
Each path becomes
A line in my poem.

Writing quickly the drifting clouds
slowly return to envelop me.
Exhausted from my efforts
I rest my head on the Page.

by Paul von kempf

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