How Many More Poems?
But isn't it poetry seeing your lover's face,
Yet you never keep count of every sighting?
And isn't the evening sky poetic
With the infinite stars as its verses?
With the moon appearing night after night,
Still you never cease to be enthralled?
Though life demands for a final answer,
It does not let go the many beautiful mysteries -
There is the endless ballad that the river sings,
And ever-amusing stories told by the wind.
Who keeps track of the times one listens to music
When one is lost in its ecstatic rhythm?
Have you reached your literary boredom threshold?
Are you trying to find an escape from poems?
But the beauty of art is omnipresent.
Look around. Look deeply.
poem by Je'free Y .
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