Gold and Pearls

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Gold and Pearls

I have given

 

the shimmering

 

moments of

 

my life

 

to shuffle

 

my best bet

 

with a handful of

 

singing universes.

 

These blinding

 

constellations,

 

where love dwells,

 

melodious as

 

they are

 

they have taken

 

flight from the

 

lower regions

 

of emptiness,

 

from the enchanted

 

results of ancient

 

battles who

 

sought the light

 

amidst the

 

peace of heaven.

 

 

 

Now, we have

 

finally learned

 

to speak to each

 

other’s content

 

in the ears of

 

the wind,

 

which runs along

 

the river

 

near the end of

 

this house

 

of prayer.

 

We live here

 

in poetry,

 

searching for

 

those things

 

that have no

 

other choice but

 

be shaped into

 

a merry little

 

world like ours,

 

working its

 

way amidst the

 

gold and pearls.

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A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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