The Perfect Rhyme
By Diana Arco
There is no searching for the perfect rhyme,
There’s only you and the poem to be.
No matter your absurd justifications,
Complications, doubts and concerns…
For the poem, free to be,
Out from your own beauty and success,
From yourself and the universe of your own care,
And when the time reaches
To the point of no return,
Seat back, relax and enjoy,
At least for a while.
For once you’ve done this gift
You’re not going to be able to quit.
So the next rhyme for you to meet
Waiting In a new poem stays to breathe.
That adventure is already in its corner,
Like a welcome wind
Satisfying your need…
An unstoppable burst of all wonders,
Lives within your being.
“All The Light, Life, Love, And Freedom From The Heart And Soul.”
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