Practicing Poetry by A. Klesath

In a Fit of Rage I Found You
By A. Klesath

Look through my eyes and see beauty behind a stagnate pool of water.
Listen through my ears and you will find music in a traffic jam.
Feel through me and cool water will drip down your neck.
Look too much and the harder it is to find me.
Listen and you will hear music so beautiful you’ll stop breathing just to hear it.
Feel me to know me.
Look through my eyes and the sunset will happen at midday.
Listen to the voice inside you to understand; it will come.
Feel your way down a dark corner, on a deserted street, you will find me.
Look up to search for me and you will only catch a glimpse.
Listen to the wind and with your heart you will ride along the wings of a bird.
Understand freedom when you finally let go.

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