He observes everything
Listens very carefully
Sees wonder in little things
Ponders unceasingly
His mind paints a picture
Of the hearts point of view
Then sketches it on paper
Hoping for a master brew
No beginning and no end
He adds then takes away
Allows time for simmering
For enlightenment he prays
Creates in humble fashion
The desire of human need
Hoping to make sense of all
The words of a Poet's Creed
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