“Poetry is flowing today”

Poetry is flowing today;
Thoughts of John Keats
Not so far away—
Neither in his verse
Nor of his time,
But writing only to release
Others so they may find
A smile on their lips
And no fear in the mind.

The endeavor to reach
Our fellow man
Is the passing of water
Through river’s sand;
An eventual absorption
Perceives the sublime,
And filtering sand
Shapes the timelessness of rhyme.
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