#PoetryInRoutine #poetsworth
Like how I wake up everyday,
I write poetries even in a light ray.
Like how I water the plants emerging to grow tall,
I water my dream of poesy to touch great heights.
Like how I breathe fresh air at ease,
I pay my brain with word fees.
Like how my hands feed my mouth,
It does feed my notes with poesies.
Like how I dream during sleep,
I imagine entering a poem paradise even when I lay!
The poem seed sawn in my heart as a child,
Has grown to become wild ;
As pines and rabbits that are gently wild yet stunning.

© Eclogue paradise