The Meaning of Poetry to Me

As the words flow across the pages
Something within my soul lifts and life
Becomes easier to bear. The stages
Of love, pain, happiness and the knife
In my heart become whole again.
The words that come down like rain
Lifts someone’s spirit and makes them
Realize they are not so alone in how they
Feel. Just like a flower stem, poetry holds
Onto me tight and waits for me to bloom
In every beautiful moment. It stays
With me during those sleepless nights.
It sparkle with specks of golds.
It dances with me when the lights
Go completely out and everyone goes
Home…. Because this is my home
Between the words and pages. This
Is when doubt fades and hope grows
Into something magnificent. I roam
Constantly but this right here is bliss.