Whenever I fall

I believe in my dream.

Thus I sought for a light

in my agleam,

but what I touch

could not be heard

in my regime.

As I follow the river

deep in the meadow forrest.

I Arose while rain

feeds my soul,

as I be unknown

with my earth.

Where memories,

as the night senescent,

gave my worth.

Here once,

after dawn,

roots became my birth.

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4 responses to “‘Regime,”

    • Amen, Dave. Amen. Glad you really enjoyed the poem and understood the message in the poem. – Sometimes we Just need to be one with mother nature to truly understand the support you need and want.

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