A Talent

A book...a song...a touch of art,
Can soothe the feeling in the heart.

With any one you climb to heights,
And feast your soul on grandeur sights.

Enriched in power like pink chiffon,
That floats in clouds before the dawn.

Where imagination takes a stride,
And scatters thoughts both far and wide.

Across the space where Nimrah sweeps,
And you took yourself to make that leap.

And in that groove so hard to match,
You touched...and lifted up...the latch.

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And found, again, a talent you'd hidden.


E.P. 1908 - 1989