Scaling the endless,
Breadth of the imagination,
And braving the solitary,
Depth of the human spirit,
With surprising grace and ease.
Capturing life’s elusive,
Inner rhythm,
Single heartedly;
The Lone Poet.
Traversing the inner landscape,
Of the human heart.
Stepping gingerly,
Through pathways and corridors,
Overgrown with richness,
And brimming with life;
Such a beautiful sight!
The Lone Poet,
Whose lines and verse,
Keep pace with humanity’s,
Brightest days,
And darkest nights,
Never really walks alone.
-Gilda Patricia
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