On How My Muse Took Up Wings
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Dr John Celes
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That I became a poet good
Was by serendipity sheer;
A lover of Nature, I was,
Whose beauty filled my heart to core,
Through words apt running through my mind,
Acknowledging the scenic find,
As thoughts in words just flashed across
The canvas of my thinking mind,
Got painted, etched and juxtaposed
In places right, in style, finesse –
That got better with fleeting time,
And exercises within my brain,
Reaching its peak called poesy,
A gift from God surpassing wealth,
That I could earn life-time on earth.
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