Why We Write
It all comes from the heart
And the enlightening of the mind
Composing lines of art
Under mysteries of the kind...
It may be a relief from grief
It always is an act of discovery
Even though it may be brief
Every word speaks eternity!
In the realms of writing
Life journeys face mysteries
Of love, faith, true living
In an eternal cycle of discoveries!
February 2012
poem by Maria C. Costa
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