Far Away From The Morning Light Poem by Shalom Freedman

Far Away From The Morning Light



FAR AWAY FROM THE MORNING LIGHT

Far away from the morning light
The poem at last came-
Suddenly after rest
Effortlessly
Joyfully
As if it itself knew it wanted to be.

The poem came
And with it I came alive
And knew
Within me always
So long as I can breathe and feel and think
There will be Poetry.

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