THE POET

by DENIS J. RYAN HARMAN
(dahlonega ga.)

I AM THE POET
I HAVE NO COUNTRY
BOUNDARIES, LANDS, MOUNTAINS AND OCEANS
I HAVE PASSED OVER TO BE HERE
I WRITE FOR LOVE
OF THE BELOVED
FOR THE BELOVED
I WRITE FOR YOU
MY FINGERS HOLD PEN IN HAND
GUIDED BY MY HEART AS IF
A LIFE OF ITS OWN HAS TAKEN HOLD
AH SPIRIT
BREAK MY HEART AGAIN AND AGAIN
LET US DANCE IN OPEN FIELDS
FOR JOY
WHERE ONLY THE WIND IS THE MUSIC
OF MY SOUL
AND SO I SHALL WRITE
FOR THE BELOVED
I WILL WRITE FOR YOU

DENIS J. RYAN HARMAN