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The Season of Poetry

A season arises within.
Standing in the Autumn of my life,
regrets fall away with dying leaves.
Acceptance has broken the chains of
the past, fear goes on the breeze.

Warming in the sunlight of a new resolve, facing the future with
jubilance. Feeling the rythym.
Throughout the journey I often relied
upon poetry to bring order out of
chaos.

Suddenly it occured to me that every
struggle, the battles fought, and victories
gained were the journey.

As a poet, sometimes pieces of the
journey fall onto paper creating poems,
but in the end it is the unique ebb and flow of our lives, regardless of rhyme or reason, that create the true poetry.
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