We delve many avenues
our effort sublime
to offer wonder to that
worthwhile mystery of finding
integrity
in the words of a lover’s fire.
There is a passion in the mind
of a wanton creature of design
that of which might take
little form
if not drawn by such is a mystique
her beauty
her wisdom
the charismatic nature of what
compels me into her arms
from the beginning
that very moment
the cry of a young child
needing warmth
and only sensing
sweet wonder
is her.
In the manner of truth
of if I could now define, dear wanerer
she is that’s turmoil o the mind,
the riddled creator
sings lullaby
while cradles my soul
in this our eternal, autumn
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