Who I am by Ann WoodWho am I? Any.
An idea embodied in a verse.
Woman, moon, snowflake, and child.
The rolling star in the twilight is quiet ...
A trail left on a distant road.
Who am I? Happily unknown.
I turn my minutes into eternities.
And then love happens easily ...
Living then is dreaming.
And every dream is a dream for the vast.
A man paints his existence
suffered the colors in his soul ...
Me too. I shine to the sky.
A smile and a tear. A sudden voice.
Who am I? Did you look into your heart?
I understand that I am each of you.
Poetry by Ann Wood
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Written on 2021-03-23 at 15:43
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