THERE IS LIFE IN THIS POETRY—VIBRANT AND GROWING!
By Karen Sila
In motion, in sync in rythm,
I hear it.
Like a melody,
Fast or slow never changing,
If it had a rythm I would be happy,
It’s melody at times hard to sing.
Unpredictable, hard to place, hard to tell. Forward,
Direction that we can tell. READ MORE: https://www.micbloggy.com/2019/08/12/heart-beat/